After the divorce, a wealthy lady confessed her feelings and pursued me

After leaving Ye Xiaowei's place, Gao Jun met Zhang Qinglan at the side of the road.

Zhang Qinglan now lives alone, so he could only find time to console her occasionally.

"Honey, I've missed you."

Gao Jun felt a rush of warmth.

Zhang Qinglan was extremely beautiful, but he already had plans for tonight and couldn't visit her place.

"Qinglan, I have something to do tonight. How about we go out on a date on Sunday?"

"Okay, I'll wait for you."

At Zhang Qinglan's age, her body inevitably felt lonely. The saying "a woman in her thirties is like a wolf, and in her forties like a tiger" was never false. Previously accustomed to living alone, her heart was still, but after falling in love with him, her emotions, once sealed, found it hard to return to the previous days of tranquility and simplicity.

"Qinglan, are you feeling any reaction in your stomach?"

After a brief chat, Gao Jun brought up the topic. Zhang Qinglan shyly replied with an audio message: "Sorry, honey, I tested it, not yet."

"It's okay, Qinglan, we'll keep trying, and I'm sure you'll get pregnant."

Thinking of the changes in a woman's body during breastfeeding, Gao Jun was filled with anticipation.

"Okay, dear, come keep me company when you have time."

After being busy for a while, seeing that time was almost up, Gao Jun went straight to Lin Xinxuan's house.

Arriving at Lin Xinxuan's residential area, Gao Jun parked the car outside—it wouldn't do to drive a Ferrari in at that moment, fearing someone might throw objects from above, which was why he didn't want to drive a supercar.

Just as he parked the car, he saw Lin Xinxuan's Mercedes-Benz driving over.

"Xinxuan!"

He waved, and Lin Xinxuan, dressed in professional attire, also saw him.

"You're here!"

"Yes, Xinxuan, I've been waiting here for a long time."

Looking at Lin Xinxuan's outfit—a combination of a professional top, jeans, and high heels—Gao Jun thought the style was a bit mismatched, but a beauty is always a beauty—no matter how she's dressed, she's enchanting.

"Xinxuan, I've missed you so much."

He stepped forward and gave Lin Xinxuan a hug, feeling her soft body, and his arms tightened slightly.

"Xinxuan, you smell so good..."

His fingers gently brushed her beautiful legs, and in a low voice, Gao Jun asked, "Xinxuan, are you wearing black stockings underneath?"

"I am..."

Lin Xinxuan's stunning face flushed, her voice as small as a mosquito's.

"I just love seeing you in black stockings."

Recalling the first time they met, her flawless white legs mesmerized him—in his view, without black stockings, some of the charm was lost.

With this thought, he lightly kissed her forehead.

"Dear, there are people here, don't let them see."

Lin Xinxuan gently advised.

"Xinxuan, it's almost midnight, who else is around? Look at that dim streetlight far away, it barely shines over here; we're in the dark, no one will notice a kiss."

Lin Xinxuan glanced around, seeing indeed no one was there, she nodded lightly: "Well... okay then..."

Seeing her no longer objecting, Gao Jun kissed her again, so gently it tickled her cheek, causing ripples in her heart.

Though she outwardly feigned annoyance and reluctance, she in fact half-accepted, fully cooperating.

"You rascal..."

She softly murmured, actively responding to his kiss.

Only when the sound of high heels came from afar did the blushing, heart-pounding Lin Xinxuan gently push him away.

Once that couple had walked far enough, Gao Jun took her hand and said, "We're just dating, what's there to fear? Kissing couples are common in this neighborhood, right?"

These words made Lin Xinxuan's heart race even more: "If we're caught by someone we know, how could we face anyone afterward?"

Saying this, her face turned even redder.

"It's okay, Xinxuan, I only care about being with you, nothing else matters."

Gao Jun spoke firmly; his affection for Lin Xinxuan was genuinely sincere.

"If we're caught, you'll be the one in trouble. Let's quickly head upstairs; once we're home, you can do whatever you want, but let's not be lovey-dovey here."

Saying what she found embarrassing, Lin Xinxuan only wanted to return home quickly to avoid being seen.

"Alright, let's go."

Though initially reluctant to hold hands within the residential area, Lin Xinxuan gave in to Gao Jun, noting the late hour, she let him be.

Upon entering the home, Lin Xinxuan finally breathed a sigh of relief—there was no longer any concern about being spotted here.

As soon as they entered, Gao Jun impatiently carried her to the sofa.

"Why the rush? I haven't even changed my shoes."

"It's okay, Xinxuan, I'll help you take them off."

He gently lifted her beautiful leg onto his knee, removing the black high heels—indeed, there were black stockinged legs hidden beneath the jeans.

His fingers gently brushed her smooth foot, as Gao Jun held her foot clad in black stockings, softly massaging: "Xinxuan, does it feel good?"

"Aren't you worried they might be dirty?"

"Your feet could never be dirty; this is a jade foot, not a trace of odor."

Gao Jun's words made Lin Xinxuan blush even more, yet she closed her eyes, indulging in his massage.

Gao Jun's massage technique was quite extraordinary; under his touch, all fatigue vanished, and aches eased greatly, making Lin Xinxuan love his massages, finding them utterly enjoyable.

"Xinxuan, let me massage your calves too."

"Mm..."

Feeling his hands move to her calves, Lin Xinxuan softly responded—Gao Jun's massages always immersed her in ultimate comfort and longing.

"Xinxuan, how about I massage your thighs?"

"Okay..."

During the massage, Gao Jun's kiss descended. Lin Xinxuan responded passionately, her fingers gently clutching his clothes: "You rascal... I knew you had ulterior motives."

She pulled Gao Jun down with her, the two entwined on the sofa, breathing deeply into the tender romance.

After a while, Lin Xinxuan got up to take a shower. Gao Jun lazily leaned on the sofa, feeling utterly content: "Days full of energy are indeed blissful.

Soon, Lin Xinxuan emerged from the bathroom wrapped in a robe.

Her damp hair draped over her shoulders, the blush on her cheeks yet to fade, making her even more enticing.

Gao Jun's gaze lingered on the slightly open neckline of her robe, involuntarily swallowing twice.

"Xinxuan..."

"Hurry up and shower, then we can sleep."

Gao Jun didn't mention the black stockings, knowing full well that Lin Xinxuan understood his desires.

Once Lin Xinxuan returned to the bedroom, she retrieved two brand new pairs of black stockings from the bedside table.

Though she occasionally wore white stockings, she knew in her heart, Gao Jun's favorite was still the black ones—the mysterious black always easily ensnared his soul.

Once the black stockings were on, she deliberately covered her legs with the robe, sitting quietly under the blanket and waiting.

At this moment, she was eagerly anticipating falling asleep with her "little rascal" in her arms tonight; only by his side could she feel truly at peace.

Soon, Gao Jun walked into the bedroom wearing a matching robe.

Lin Xinxuan turned on the small night lamp by the bed. Under the warm yellow glow, Gao Jun turned off the main light, eagerly lifting the covers.

"Xinxuan... are you wearing the black stockings?"

As soon as his hand slipped under the blanket, his fingers touched that smooth texture, and his heart leaped for joy—Xinxuan indeed understood his wishes.

Instinctively, Lin Xinxuan shrank towards the bed, only to be firmly held by Gao Jun at her black stocking-clad ankle. He snuggled into the blanket, stretching his long arms to pull her tightly into his embrace.

"Xinxuan..."

Feeling the warmth in his arms, Lin Xinxuan softly chided: "Little rascal, aren't you tired?"

"Not tired. You need to rest for seven days after this, so let's make the most of tonight."

She knew all too well, with Gao Jun's exceptional energy, those seven days would indeed be hard to bear.

"Mm..."

Curling up in Gao Jun's arms, Lin Xinxuan closed her eyes.

In the ambiance of whispers, even the glow of the night lamp slowly took on a subtle hint of romance.