Chapter 93: A Couple on the Surface

"Hmm?"

There was some doubt in the man's eyes. Where are they going?

"With my mother's sister. She said she would take me out to meet some people, so the clothes I'm wearing must not be suitable. I came up to see if there is a high-necked skirt. It's all your fault. What should I do if I have to go out now?"

Her expression relaxed, and she looked a little worried. She walked towards the cloakroom, wondering if there were any suitable clothes.

He Yichuan couldn't help but follow her, watching her slender fingers fiddling with the skirts in the closet, taking them out one by one, looking at them, and putting them back. After

struggling for a long time, she still couldn't find the right clothes.

The man walked forward with his long and straight legs, and took out a pale white cheongsam with a half-high collar, unique satin pattern, delicate and smooth touch, and exquisite lace embroidery. The length was moderate, which set off a gentle and delicate temperament.

His eyes were dark, and he handed the skirt to her, and said slowly: "Mrs. He, wear this."

Su Xi turned sideways, looked at him sideways, and then gently moved her palm to touch his fingertips and fell on the cheongsam. The soft fingertips gently rubbed the texture and texture of the skirt.

She smiled softly between her eyebrows, her eyes flowed, and the corners of her lips raised slightly: "Okay, Mr. He still has good taste." Then she can wear a light-colored coat over the cheongsam.

"Mr. He?"

The man's other big hand gently rested on her waist. A tingling feeling came from her waist. Su Xi twisted unconsciously and instantly understood his intention.

Her red lips were like honey-colored grapefruits, crystal clear and gently approached him, and she exhaled with a pleasant breath: "Thank you, husband."

Finally hearing the title he wanted, the man's eyes flashed with satisfaction, and he curled his lips. There was an indistinguishable meaning in his beautiful eyes.

"Husband, please go out for a while, I'll change clothes, okay."

The woman's voice was particularly gentle, with a hint of tenderness in her tone. In a daze, He Yichuan walked out unconsciously.

It was not until the door of the cloakroom closed in front of him that he woke up from the coaxing.

Instantly, the man narrowed his eyes slightly, touched his cheek with the tip of his tongue, and chuckled.

He suddenly realized that Su Xi knew more and more how to deal with him, and a bright smile appeared on his face.

He Yichuan walked to the sofa and sat down, took out his mobile phone to deal with the message sent by Xiao Feng, and waited for the woman in the cloakroom.

Soon, the door was opened, and a woman with a curvy figure walked out of the cloakroom. The woman's skin was as white as snow against the light white and elegant cheongsam. There was a calm smile on her face, and her every frown and smile was beautiful.

The woman walked towards him at a leisurely pace. The half-high collar showed her slender neck, which seemed to be exposed but not exposed. The red lips adorned her charming and seductive look, blending with the elegant cheongsam.

He Yichuan's eyes swept over her from bottom to top. Her legs were faintly visible as she walked, and her feminine charm was instantly revealed.

"Does it look good?"

She stood quietly in front of him, her eyelashes curled, her eyes turned slightly towards him, her eyebrows and eyes were like paintings with a little smile.

"Mrs. He, you are so beautiful. I can't bear to let you go. What should I do?"

I wanted to say it when I saw her dress this morning, but now I can't help it. My eyes became particularly hot and deep.

After hearing this, Su Xi glared at him, her face rippled, her black eyes were stained with a faint watery light, her long fingers lightly touched her tied hair, and asked him: "Help me take a look, can you still see the traces?"

His scorching eyes fell on the man on the sofa.

He stood up, slowly approached her, his eyes looked up and down at her white neck, his rough fingertips gently stroked her hair, his Adam's apple rolled lightly: "You can't see it, don't worry."

The traces were strictly covered by the collar, not revealing a single bit.

Su Xi couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, turned around to face him, and said with a smile: "That's good."

Her eyes were shining, and the handsome man was reflected in her eyes. Before Su Xi could react, He Yichuan's thin lips had already fallen, and his hot lips captured her red lips. The strong hormonal breath rushed over her face, constantly stimulating her nerves.

Su Xi's eyes widened, blinking, and her small hands gently pushed him, but unfortunately the man's strong body did not move at all, like a thick wall.

Her reluctance to welcome only brought the man's more intense entanglement, and he swept wildly in her mouth with force and power, and their breaths intertwined.

Su Xi slowly turned around dizzy from his kiss, and unconsciously responded to his rough movements, raising her head obediently to accept his aggressive kiss.

His arms kept tightening, her body was completely embedded in his arms, most of the air in her chest was squeezed out, and the two of them were tightly fitted.

The woman's breathing began to become increasingly difficult, her small hands weakly grasped the white shirt, her lips entangled wantonly, and her toes lightly tiptoed.

With a "click", He Yilang opened the door and walked in from outside, with a high voice: "Brother, can I borrow your sports car..."

Before he finished speaking, he looked up and saw such an exciting scene.

The two wore clothes of the same color, outlining an ambiguous and charming picture in the quiet room.

The two of them were entangled with each other. It was the first time that He Yilang saw such a lustful side in his brother. His eyes, which should have been moved away quickly, were now staring straight ahead in a daze.

He Yichuan forcibly moved away from her soft lips and pressed her head to her shoulders with his big hands, preventing him from seeing the woman's exposed side.

His throat tightened slightly, his eyes darkened and his expression sank, he looked at his brother at the door, his tone filled with anger and dissatisfaction: "He Yilang, where are your manners? You come in without knocking?"

The man's low and hoarse voice rang in the room, startling the stunned He Yilang. He shifted his gaze to look elsewhere in the room, his tone a little flustered: "Brother, I'm sorry, just now Auntie said that Sister Xiaoxi was having breakfast downstairs, so I came in directly." After

two seconds of silence, he continued: "Haha, I won't disturb you anymore, I have something to do, so I'll leave first, you guys continue."

After He Yilang finished speaking, he immediately turned around and ran out, not forgetting to close the door of the room.

He usually came and went freely in He Yichuan's room, but he never thought that his brother would be restless early in the morning, kissing Xiaoxi passionately. Aren't these two a couple on paper?

When did they become so intimate?

What did he miss? He Yilang walked to the room while shaking his head, not daring to go downstairs, intending to avoid the limelight first.

In the room.

He Yichuan released the hand that was pressing on her head, pursed his lips slightly, anger still in his eyes, his expression was deep and dark, and he lowered his eyes to check the woman's condition.