Fu Xiaohan bent down and picked her up.

Before Tang Xingmi could react, she asked, "Xiao Han, what are you doing?" Suddenly, she felt light and found herself in his arms.

Fu Xiaohan looked at her with tender eyes, and his sexy thin lips uttered two words: "Hold you."

?

Of course she knew he was hugging her.

She just wanted to know why he suddenly hugged her.

The way he holds her all the time gives me the illusion that she's paralyzed on one side.

Fu Xiaohan seemed to see through her thoughts and suddenly said in a deep, magnetic, and pleasant voice, "You are my wife, I want to hug you."

Upon hearing this, Tang Xingmi hurriedly looked away, her face showing embarrassment.

How come he says those two words so smoothly, without any shyness?

He's so good at sweet talk; every time he does, it makes her heart race.

Was he married before?

Have you ever had a girlfriend?

That's why you're so skilled?

Thinking about this, Tang Xingmi felt a little empty inside.

She didn't know what was going on either.

Tang Xingmi let him hold her so intimately as they went up to the second floor.

The bedroom door was open.

Upon entering the bedroom, the overall decorating style is cool and austere.

Like himself, he was ascetic and cold.

Am I going to sleep with him tonight?

The thought of sleeping with Fu Xiaohan made Tang Xingmi blush even more.

Fu Xiaohan looked down at her and asked gently, "Do you want to take a shower?"

Tang Xingmi thought for a moment and decided to take a shower; a shower tonight would make her feel better.

Besides, it wouldn't be good if I were all sweaty and smelled bad the first time I slept in his bed.

She responded softly, "Mmm."

"Wait a moment, I'll go get you your pajamas." Fu Xiaohan carried her to the bedside and carefully put her down.

Tang Xingmi nodded slightly.

Watching his departing figure, Tang Xingmi let out a soft breath.

She was so nervous being with him; her body was tense the whole time.

Especially when he's holding me, my heart keeps pounding uncontrollably.

Now that she was out of his embrace, her tense heart finally relaxed a little.

She patted her hot cheeks to stop herself from overthinking.

At that moment, my phone beeped with a WeChat notification.

Tang Xingmi took out her phone from her pocket and opened it.

It's a WeChat message from my friend Zhou Yao.

[MiMi, how are you?]

A gossip emoji was added at the end.

Tang Xingmi didn't think too much about it at first and replied to Zhou Yao.

【How is it going?】

[Do you and your husband have sex?]

The kissing emoji that followed made Tang Xingmi's face flush.

She couldn't help but recall the time in the living room when he lifted her chin and kissed her lips.

This was the first time he had ever kissed her.

The feeling was wonderful; she didn't reject his kisses.

Tang Xingmi gently touched her lips with her fingers, recalling the past.

She immediately shook off the embarrassing images in her mind.

At this moment, Fu Xiaohan came out of the dressing room with his pajamas.

Tang Xingmi noticed the commotion and quickly replied to Zhou Yao.

Yao Yao is here, I'll talk to you later.

He quickly tapped a few times on his phone screen, sent the message to Zhou Yao, and then turned off his phone.

"These are your pajamas."

Fu Xiaohan handed her a pink dress-style nightgown.

Tang Xingmi accepted it with both hands and said habitually, "Thank you."

She completely forgot what she had promised him.

Fu Xiaohan bent down and gently pinched her cheek. "Why are you still being so polite with me? Does my wife want me to kiss you?"