"I like them all."
Tang Muyan was very honest. He fiddled with his hands inside and set fires everywhere.
Lu Huaichen took a breath, grabbed her little hands and pulled them out from her clothes.
He suppressed his desire and said in a hoarse voice, "Sister, stop it."
Tang Muyan was not an experienced girl, so she immediately knew what was going on with him and let the man play with her hands obediently.
After a while, when she could no longer hear the man's panting, she asked considerately, "Wen Huai, are you feeling better?"
Wen Huai said calmly, "Hmm," and then said stubbornly, "Nothing."
Tang Muyan saw that he was trying too hard, but she didn't expose him. She secretly laughed in her heart, 'It turns out that little boys also care about their reputation so much, so cute.'
Lu Huaichen deliberately coughed twice, trying to attract Tang Muyan's attention and stop her from thinking too much.
The situation has also changed. Tang Muyan: "Coughing?"
"Eh? I feel like I forgot something."
Lu Huaichen interrupted successfully, and Tang Muyan began to recall what she had asked Lu Huaichen to do today?
"Oh, right!" Tang Muyan seemed to have thought of something and suddenly spoke, her voice almost getting louder.
"What?" Lu Huaichen looked over with confusion.
"Important things!" Tang Muyan repeated, "Important things haven't been done yet!"
"Look at my brain, how could I forget it so quickly?" Tang Muyan blamed herself in her heart.
'It's all Wen Huai's fault for always seducing me!'
She herself has a bad memory and she puts the blame on Wen Huai.
Lu Huaichen: “…” What does it have to do with him?
But what was it that required him to come? Apart from that matter, he really couldn't think of anything else he could help with.
Tang Muyan quickly broke free from him, stood up from the bed, and kicked his legs with her little feet.
Her feet are white, and her ten toes are round and cute. They curl up after kicking.
Lu Huaichen narrowed his eyes and thought to himself: This foot looks pretty good.
"Get out!" Tang Muyan ordered.
'I'm about to start!'
Start something.
"Where am I going?" Lu Huaichen's question seemed a little stupid at this moment.
Indeed, Tang Muyan did not clearly indicate where he should go, whether to leave this room or leave here.
Tang Muyan anxiously kicked him twice, as if she thought he was too stupid, "Go to the living room, go quickly!"
This was the first time in Lu Huaichen's life that he was kicked by the same woman, and he was kicked twice in a row!
In the end, Lu Huaichen was kicked out.
The door was closed by the woman, and he frowned. What was she doing? What trick was she playing?
Ten minutes later, the door opened.
Lu Huaichen raised his eyelids, his expression changed for a moment, and he was surprised.
The woman in front of me had curved lips and a bright smile. She was wearing a cheongsam in the color of an ink painting. She had a slender waist, which she twisted slightly as she walked slowly. Her every frown and smile was full of charm.
She has a good figure and can pull off this cheongsam. If it were someone else, it wouldn't be such a pleasure.
Elegant yet not vulgar, charming yet not delicate, beautiful as if she were not of this world, this is probably what she is like.
"How is it? Does it look good?"
Tang Muyan's soft body leaned against the door frame, her slender waist swaying, her hips flowing, so beautiful that one could not take their eyes away.
Through the faint light of the black ribbon, she hooked her finger in the direction of Lu Huaichen, her gesture was incredibly charming.
Lu Huaichen was so fascinated that he lost his reaction for a moment, and even his heartbeat slowed down.
Now, there is no redundant part on Tang Muyan's body, even the black ribbon has merged with her at this moment, adding a touch of charm to it.
As Tang Muyan's wife, she always kept her head down and was extremely gentle, and she had never worn such out-of-character clothes.
Whether in front of him or in front of outsiders, she has always tried hard to maintain the image of a virtuous wife.
At that moment, she was rebellious, outspoken, bright, and did all kinds of extraordinary things in front of him, but it was even so that she became alive in Lu Huaichen's heart.
He even wished he could see more of her like this.
"How is it? Wen Huai!"
A coquettish sound pulled Lu Huaichen out of his emotions, and he just said, "Not bad."
This compliment comes from the heart.
"Just wait! I have a few more sets."
Immediately, she ran back to the bedroom in a hurry, and the black ribbon fluttered up.
Tang Muyan went back and forth several times, wearing various cheongsam dresses and swaying in front of Lu Huaichen, and Lu Huaichen also patiently looked at them one by one.
She was thinking, 'How about wearing this to the fan meeting?'
"Should I wear a cheongsam or a formal dress?"
'Is it the abstinence type or the pure lust type?'
'Is this too much?'
In her mind, Lu Huaichen captured an important message: she was going to wear this kind of clothes to attend the fan meeting!
Lu Huaichen's expression changed instantly, and gradually, he began to find fault with Tang Muyan.
“This one is so sexy.”
"This skirt is a little short."
"This is not dignified."
After hearing what he said, Tang Muyan became more and more unhappy. Finally, she sat on the ground with a black face and started to act upset.
"Why is there nothing right? What's wrong with Wen Huai? He always finds fault with me."
But there was nothing wrong with what Wen Huai said. Those clothes were indeed a little frivolous, and she didn't like formal dresses. That was her style. She didn't like things that were restrictive.
Maybe I have been suppressed by that marriage for too long.
She always wanted to find something from these external things to make up for the three years she missed.
The meet-and-greet was coming up and she had nothing else to wear.
She thinks the clothes in shopping malls cannot reflect her style, so the items in her wardrobe are either handmade or high-end custom-made, and she has to order one two months in advance.
There is only one week left until the meet-and-greet event. It is totally too late.
Tang Muyan kept complaining in her heart.
After hearing this, Lu Huaichen suddenly felt guilty, wondering if his previous comments were a bit too much.
But her clothes were not suitable for a meet-and-greet at all, and some of them were even nightclub style. If she dared to wear them out, he would definitely stop her.
"Sister, what are you going to do in these clothes?"
Tang Muyan felt that Wen Huai was a worm in her stomach. Whatever she did, he would always see through her. It was as if he knew what she was thinking.
"You understand me!"
Tang Muyan lowered her head dejectedly and sighed.
"If I hadn't promised them that I wouldn't stand them up this time, I wouldn't have gone!"
Seeing her so worried, Lu Huaichen wanted to help her, but he knew that in her eyes, he was just a poor boy and didn't have such great ability!
If it were really revealed, his identity would probably be exposed.