"Are we still getting a divorce?"
Her rough husband threatened her while gripping her waist. She had no choice but to beg for mercy, "No, we're not getting a divorce, we'r...
Qin Zheng stood up and put his arm around her waist, leaning his head close to her ear and saying in a low voice, "I've already bought Tian Xiaohui's new quilt. You didn't agree to me kicking her out a few days ago, but now that business at the store has stabilized, why don't you let her stay at the store?"
Ye Yun blushed.
Well, it's the same old story.
She considered for a couple of seconds, her slender fingertips intentionally or unintentionally gently rubbing against the man's heart, and said meaningfully, "Letting her stay at the shop isn't out of the question..."
Qin Zheng took her small hand and lowered his voice: "Wife, what do you want?"
We'll give you whatever you want!
He said it!
He hadn't had a good night's sleep in the arms of his sweet and soft wife in ages!
Don't say he's brainless now.
If he still has a brain in front of his wife in bed, then is he even a man?
"I'll owe you for now, and I'll let you know when I've thought it through."
Ye Yun smiled playfully, then gently pushed him away and turned to make the bed.
As she made the bed, she leaned forward slightly, her neckline drooping naturally, inadvertently revealing glimpses of her fair neck, making Qin Zheng's throat tighten involuntarily.
He swallowed hard, and a bead of sweat rolled down his forehead.
It was something I had been holding back.
He was a vigorous young man who had just tasted the first taste of meat, and it had become so intense and lingering that he had to abstain for such a long time.
Ye Yun turned her head and met the man's burning eyes.
The look in his eyes was filled with a burning, intense love; it felt so familiar.
She couldn't help but touch her lower abdomen, and smiled with narrowed eyes: "Qin Zheng, don't do anything foolish, the baby in your belly is still unstable."
Qin Zheng's face stiffened.
Damn it... I can't live like this anymore!