He Muchen pinned Zhou Rui down, pinching his chin, "Wife, where do you love me the most?"
Zhou Rui looked at He Muchen, who seemed to have become a little wicked, and blinked, "Heart."
He Muchen's hand, which had been gripping Zhou Rui's chin, slowly slid down toward Zhou Rui's heart. "Is it here?"
Zhou Rui swallowed hard, "Mmm..."
"But I'm not satisfied with my wife's answer."
Zhou Rui stared at him with wide eyes. What answer did he want?
Let him think carefully about what he just said, what offended him, and how to make up with him.
Zhou Rui pursed his lips, deep in thought.
He Muchen pinched his chin again and asked, "Wife, what are you thinking about? You seem lost in thought."
"I'm thinking about how to give you a satisfactory answer!"
He Muchen angrily lowered his head and bit Zhou Rui's lower lip.
Zhou Rui cried out in pain, looking at He Muchen with a wronged expression, wondering why he had bitten him for no reason.
"Ouch!"
"It's good that it hurts, so your mouth can keep talking about other men."
What? He was just curiously asking about Wang Yong's mental state, that's all.
“I didn’t keep asking,” Zhou Rui said, feeling wronged.
"Really? Constantly mentioning the same man, isn't that just asking questions incessantly?"
He Muchen was already jealous of Wang Yong's affectionate behavior towards Zhou Rui. Back at the hotel, Zhou Rui was lying in his arms and kept talking about him.
"Honey, I won't do it again next time. Please let go of my hand, it's numb." Zhou Rui looked at him sweetly.
He Muchen released his hand that was being held captive, no longer gripping his wrist tightly, and began massaging his hands.
Zhou Rui looked at He Muchen, who was gently massaging his hands but wouldn't get off him.
Is he still jealous? What should I do?
"Is it still numb?" He Muchen asked.
Zhou Rui lied to him, saying, "Honey, my hands aren't numb anymore, but my legs are?"
"Leg numbness?"
He Muchen looked at him with a puzzled expression, but quickly got off him, sat on the bed, put Zhou Rui's legs on his own, and massaged him.
Zhou Rui was tickled so badly by He Muchen pinching his thigh that he almost couldn't help but laugh out loud.
He suppressed a laugh and said, "It's not my thigh that's numb, it's my calf."
"Oh, your calves?"
He Muchen grabbed his calf, exposing his fair calf.
He lowered his head and kissed his fair and smooth calves. Even though He Muchen had kissed his calves many times, he would still reflexively pull his legs back.
However, this time he couldn't pull back. He Muchen held his calf tightly, raised it, and kissed it.
He kept moving his kisses upwards, wasn't he supposed to be massaging my legs?
Zhou Rui, panting sweetly, asked, "Honey, didn't you promise to massage my legs?"
He Muchen looked up at Zhou Rui and said, "Isn't he getting a massage?"
Zhou Rui was on the verge of tears. Good heavens, what kind of massage service is this? Is it so gentle and seductive? He suddenly didn't want a massage anymore.
"Honey, I'm not numb anymore, let's go to sleep."
“Okay, honey, let’s go to sleep…” He Muchen smiled at him mysteriously.
…
...
"He Muchen, you big bad guy, didn't we agree to go to sleep?" Zhou Rui grabbed He Muchen's hair, frowning and cursing.
He was too rough this time, a bit too aggressive…
"Wife, bite me if it hurts."
Zhou Rui bit his shoulder.
…
Zhou Rui turned her back to him, tears streaming down her face. He Muchen had never treated her like this before. This was the first time he had been so unkind. Did he not love her anymore?
He Muchen hugged her from behind and said gently, "Wife, I'm sorry, I was wrong, I hurt you."
"Don't touch me, stay away from me."
Zhou Rui was so angry that he scolded him. This was the first time he had ever yelled at He Muchen.
He Muchen did not distance himself from him; instead, he held Zhou Rui tightly in his arms.
After calming down for a long time, Zhou Rui turned to look at He Muchen and questioned him, "Don't you like me anymore?"
No, on the contrary, I like you even more.
"Is this what you call liking it more? Well, your liking it more is a bit scary."
"I'm sorry, honey, I was really wrong. I was blinded by that Wang Yong."
"I'm jealous that he clings to your arm and acts cute, and I'm jealous that you talk about other men."
“You used to have nothing but me in your eyes and mouth, but suddenly you no longer only talk about me.”
"I'm so afraid that you'll run off with someone else and disappear from my world again."
A tear from He Muchen fell onto Zhou Rui's face.
Zhou Rui looked at He Muchen, who was becoming more and more aggrieved as he spoke, and even made him shed tears.
Zhou Rui couldn't bear to see He Muchen cry, so he moved closer to He Muchen and kissed away the tears falling from the corners of his eyes.
"Honey, I won't run off with someone else. It's my fault. I shouldn't have kept mentioning him in front of you."
"Honey, please don't cry. Your crying breaks my heart."
He really couldn't bear to see He Muchen's deep eyes filled with tears, and he felt that he couldn't let He Muchen cry for him.
“I hurt my wife, so it’s understandable that she’s angry and won’t forgive me right away.”
“I know I’m a big bad guy in my wife’s eyes now,” He Muchen said, feeling wronged.
Unable to refute the eloquent He Muchen at this moment, Zhou Rui could only whine, "Honey, what do you want me to do so you won't talk like that?"
"I'll do anything I can for you."
He Muchen pulled Zhou Rui into his arms and kissed his forehead. "As long as my wife doesn't turn her back to me and demand that I stay away from you every time she gets angry."
"I'm really afraid that you'll leave me and hate me."
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