They say that a brief separation is like a new marriage, but Lu Heng’s absence could hardly be called brief. By his own count, it had been ninety-five days since he and Qiao Qingqing had shared any intimate time. What normal man could endure ninety-five days? Unless, of course, his wife were pregnant or in confinement!
So, the moment he finally got his fill, Lu Heng was like a tiger released from its cage, going at it all night long. He possessed the boundless, tireless energy of an eighteen-year-old. At first, he lasted only three minutes… then half an hour… then over an hour…
Qiao Qingqing was numb. Was he trying to drill wood to make a fire? She was exhausted and pressed a foot against Lu Heng’s shoulder. "If you don't call it a night, I'm checking out. You can play by yourself."
Chapter 442