An Yiruo, sitting in the bathtub, was speechless for a moment and rolled her eyes at Mo Jingchen.
How could this man say those three words as casually as if he were eating?
Do you take off your clothes and take a shower in front of her without any hesitation?
When Mo Jingchen noticed that An Yiruo was staring at him without saying a word, he couldn't help but tease her: "Mrs. Mo, are you... getting anxious?"
"Why should I be in such a hurry?" An Yiruo said casually without thinking much about it.
"Eager to enjoy...your husband's...body?"
After Mo Jingchen finished speaking, he revealed a wicked smile, looking like a "bad guy" tempting people to make mistakes.
"Mo Jingchen, how can you say such things without batting an eye!" An Yiruo threw a bubble ball from the bathtub in his direction.
"You'll get used to it after saying it a few times. But don't worry, honey, I'll be right there."
After saying that, Mo Jingchen continued to take off his clothes, revealing his perfectly toned physique... and swaggered into the shower room next door.
White mist quickly filled the entire shower room, and the glass door was covered in fog, making it impossible to see the "scenery" inside.
An Yiruo sat in the bathtub, listening to the splashing water in the shower, already imagining scenes in her mind. At that moment, she felt the water in the bathtub had gotten three degrees hotter.
An Yiruo quickly finished her shower and got out of the bathtub. She was afraid that if she stayed in there for even a second longer, her blood would be boiling.
She wondered if it was because she had spent so much time with Mo Jingchen that she had become a little... lewd.
Stepping out of the bathroom, a gust of cool air instantly cleared An Yiruo's head. She shook her head, brushed away the yellow scum in her mind, and went to sit down in front of the dressing table.
After completing my evening skincare routine, I looked up and saw Mo Jingchen walking towards me from the bathroom doorway, wearing a towel around his neck. His hair was still slightly damp.
"Why aren't you wearing any clothes? Be careful not to catch a cold!" An Yiruo looked up and said to Mo Jingchen with slight dissatisfaction.
"Don't wear it yet!"
After Mo Jingchen finished speaking, he approached An Yiruo step by step.
The fire in her eyes seemed to ignite An Yiruo!
An Yiruo got up, intending to escape, but Mo Jingchen blocked her waist, and the two were pinned against the dressing table.
"Your hair is still dripping wet. Do you want to dry it?" An Yiruo placed her hands on Mo Jingchen's chest, her eyes slightly evasive.
"Don't blow yet!"
Mo Jingchen placed his hands on the table on either side of An Yiruo's body, leaned slightly forward, and surrounded An Yiruo in front of him.
"You look so beautiful tonight, my darling," Mo Jingchen said, looking into An Yiruo's eyes.
A series of sweet attacks would make even the most determined person succumb to the call of "baby."
An Yiruo sat on the dressing table, her arms naturally resting on Mo Jingchen's shoulders.
"My husband is so beautiful too."
After saying that, An Yiruo took the initiative to kiss Mo Jingchen's lips.
Mo Jingchen smiled wickedly at An Yiruo's sudden enthusiasm, but then took the initiative and pushed all the cosmetics on the dressing table to the ground.
“They…” An Yiruo was so engrossed in Mo Jingchen’s kisses that the sound of bottles and jars falling to the ground brought her back to her senses for a moment. She pointed to the innocent cosmetics on the ground, her eyes still glazed over.
"It's alright, I'll get you a new one tomorrow," Mo Jingchen said in a deep voice in An Yiruo's ear, his warm breath tickling her neck.
An Yiruo felt a pang of heartache looking at the cosmetics scattered on the floor, but there were more important things to do right now than feel sorry for the cosmetics...
That night, the master bedroom was filled with the vibrant colors of spring amidst the mud...
The next morning, when An Yiruo woke up, Mo Jingchen was nowhere to be seen. With the year-end approaching, Mo Jingchen was unusually busy.
The traces of their lovemaking were everywhere in the room, forcing An Yiruo to bite the bullet and get up to clean up.
If Xiao Zhao were to come up and clean up this mess, she might as well just disappear into the ground!
After tidying up quickly, I went downstairs for breakfast.
"Young Madam," Uncle Wang greeted An Yiruo respectfully.
"Good morning, Uncle Wang."
After An Yiruo sat down, she suddenly felt a little lonely eating breakfast alone.
So he picked up his phone, took a picture, and captioned it "Breakfast for one, so lonely," and sent it to Mo Jingchen via WeChat.
Feeling bored being alone, I opened Zhang Yuanyuan's chat window and asked, "Hey sis, wanna go shopping?"
Zhang Yuanyuan: "It's the weekend, aren't you going on a date with your CEO?"
An Yiruo wrote, "The president has gone back to the company for a meeting. Are you going to keep me company?" She added a coquettish emoji at the end.
Zhang Yuanyuan: "Don't try to be cute with me, I can't handle it. But I still have to give you face as the president's wife."
An Yiruo said, "See you later."
An Yiru ate a few bites and then went back to her bedroom to prepare.
An Yiruo wore jeans, a short knitted sweater, and a long coat.
To keep warm, she added another scarf. Her slightly wavy hair fell loosely over her shoulders, giving her a relaxed and casual look.
Looking at herself in the mirror, she applied some lipstick, nodded in satisfaction, and left.
On the way, her phone beeped with a text message notification. An Yiruo took out her phone and saw that it was a message from Mo Jingchen.
Mo Jingchen: "I have a meeting today, I'm sorry."
An Yiruo: "It's nothing. I've made plans to go shopping with Yuanyuan."
Mo Jingchen: "Have Xiao Zhang take you there. Be careful when you go out. Buy whatever you want, don't try to save me money."
An Yiruo: "Don't worry, Xiao Zhang is already on his way to the mall."
Mo Jingchen: "Hmm."
An Yiruo's car stopped at the entrance of the mall, and she saw Zhang Yuanyuan, who was wearing a white coat, waving to her.
The two people, one in black and the other in white, created a striking contrast.
If An Yiruo is gentle and quiet, then Zhang Yuanyuan is wild and flamboyant.
Zhang Yuanyuan's shoulder-length short hair gives her a somewhat domineering look.
The two spent half a day shopping but didn't find any suitable clothes; however, they kept talking the whole time.
The two were holding milk tea and a few snacks.
Eating and strolling around at the same time is quite pleasant.
After browsing for a while longer, Zhang Yuanyuan bought a pair of pants, and An Yiruo bought a skirt.
This shopping trip has come to an end.
Just as the two were about to leave the mall, they spotted Dong Cheng in a jewelry store.
"Yi Ruo, look at that one, isn't that Dong Cheng?"
An Yiruo looked in the direction she was pointing, and it really was him.
At that moment, Dong Cheng was focused on choosing items under the guidance of the saleswoman and did not notice the two people standing not far outside the store.
"Should we go over and say hello?" Zhang Yuanyuan said to An Yiruo, turning her head to the side.
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