Mo Yuchen looked at Qin Shuyao's performance with a smile on his face, and even a hint of tenderness in his eyes.

"Have you adapted so quickly?"

"As a wife, you have to do human things, right?"

Mo Yuchen looked at Qin Shuyao's cunning eyes and expression and knew that she must have some wishful thinking in her mind, but her wishful thinking might fail.

After entering the bedroom, Qin Shuyao was thrown onto the soft and wide bed.

Mo Yuchen took out his cell phone and made a call.

"You don't have to come back at night. My office password is 0820."

Qin Shuyao watched Mo Yuchen throw the phone on the table beside him, then pounced on her.

Although I have imagined the action of a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey many times, why did Mo Yuchen's action suddenly cause my lower abdomen to spurt heat?

The soft bed suddenly shook, and Qin Shuyao smiled.

"Honey, you're too heavy."

"No, it was a bit too much. But there will be more intense ones later."

"I'm still young and can't stand the torture."

"He is well-trained, has strong muscles, a flexible waist, and knows how to take the initiative. He should be able to withstand the toss."

…

Qin Shuyao was a little confused. Why did these powerful descriptions sound a bit dirty when they came out of Mo Yuchen's mouth at this moment?

No, we have to take the initiative.

Qin Shuyao didn't believe that if she was so proactive, even if the other party didn't refuse, it would disrupt the other party's strategy. She just needed to master the rhythm.

Qin Shuyao grabbed Mo Yuchen's shoulders and pushed hard, swapping their positions.

She is on top and he is on the bottom.