The world's most sassy sweet wife

He Xuanchen stared at her moist pink lips, recalling the bridal night in his dream, he felt a hot current in his lower abdomen.

I didn't expect to have that kind of dream, and I was still immersed in it until I woke up from the dream.

Yu Ziqing saw that his pale cheeks were getting redder and redder, and even the roots of his ears were turning red.

The temperature on his body is also getting higher and higher, and at an arm's length, he can feel like a volcano, about to boil.

She leaned forward worriedly, and touched his forehead again: "You don't really have a fever, do you? Let me take your temperature."

He Xuanchen felt the sweet breath coming from her, and couldn't control it any longer, and pressed him under him in the next second.

Yu Ziqing wasn't sure if he had recovered his sanity, and asked tentatively, "Are you okay? Do you know what date it is today?"

He Xuanchen's thin lips slowly approached hers, exuding predatoryness from the inside out from his body, his deep and hoarse voice could only be heard when the two of them were so close.

"I'm very sober." His voice carried the depression before the storm.

Yu Ziqing looked at the door, but the door was not closed.

She didn't expect that He Xuanchen was still thinking about doing these things when he was injured, and she never thought about closing the door at all.

He Xuanchen seemed to be angry, straightened her face, and forced her to look at him.

"Yu Ziqing, I've had enough."

Yu Ziqing blinked, thinking about his mental state: "What do you mean? How did I recruit you?"

Kindly treat his wounds, cook him braised fish, tell him ghost stories, and help him divert his attention.

She felt like she had done everything she could.

He Xuanchen stared at her with deep eyes, "You must give me an explanation today."

Yu Ziqing was confused by him: "What explanation?"

The man must be confused.

wrong.

Just now, the focus was on whether he had a fever and whether he had regained consciousness, and he ignored many things.

this person...

She said patiently: "You are not suitable for strenuous exercise now."

He Xuanchen smiled evilly: "Is this violent?"

Yu Ziqing took a breath, and analyzed rationally: "When a person is excited, the blood flow speed will increase, and the heart rate will soar. With some excessive actions, the unhealed wound will cause secondary damage. If you want to quickly Get well and don't be willful."

He Xuanchen didn't care about these, he had experienced more than this level of injuries, these were nothing at all, he just wanted to experience some special care so he could pretend he couldn't get out of bed.

"I want to be close to my wife, is it self-willed?"

Yu Ziqing smiled and said, "He Xuanchen, can you lie down properly? Don't torment yourself."

He Xuanchen said: "Let me ask you, for a healthy couple, if the husband wants to get close to his wife, he still has to find an opportunity. He can't kiss, touch, or even give it once a month. Do you think this is cold violence?"

Yu Ziqing thought for a while: "Does it count?"

He Xuanchen snorted coldly: "You have been taking revenge on me."

Yu Ziqing pursed her lips: "No."

In fact, she had no idea of ​​revenge a long time ago, and the old things that happened in the past have already been overturned.

"Then why did you treat me like this?" He Xuanchen's seemingly fierce eyes were a little bit more aggrieved.

He hated himself for being like this, he was simply an incompetent man possessed by resentment.

Looking at my woman every day, I wonder if she has herself in her heart, when she will open her heart to accept herself, when she will let go of her defenses, and whether she will leave me one day.

Even if you really want to punish him, can you give him a time limit instead of tormenting his heart endlessly like this.

He was fed up with being like this, so cowardly, so anxious, and he had to pretend to be pitiful and sympathetic, and play some tricks to get a little care from her.

When did He Xuanchen become so sad?
It's since I fell in love with this woman!
Love really makes it easy to lose yourself.

He wants to find himself now, but he doesn't want to give up this love vortex, but he wants to pull this woman in!
Yu Ziqing felt tightly wrapped by his powerful aura, as if being looked down upon by an emperor.

Because of the man's posture of looking down, the broken hair on his forehead drooped down, making him look a few years younger, like a rampant teenager who just wanted to achieve his goal regardless of the consequences.

Exuberant hormones exuded from his whole body, as if he was screaming desperately, to show that he was an unscrupulous aggressor.

The neckline of the pajamas inadvertently undid a button, revealing the clavicle and tight pectoral muscles, as well as a corner of the gauze wrapped around the heart.

He was already good-looking, but the bandaged wound added a sense of destructive destruction, like a devil in an excellent skin.

I have to say that such a masculine charm is really irresistible.

Yu Ziqing's mouth was dry and she subconsciously swallowed her saliva.

He Xuanchen could easily support his body with one hand, and squeezed her chin with one free hand, forcing her to look directly at him.

"Why don't you answer?"

At this time, the two heard footsteps at the same time.

"hurry up!"

It can be said that it is shouting.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Yu Ziqing felt that the children were about to pass by the door, and growled, "Come down!"

He Xuanchen was unmoved: "I haven't got the answer yet."

When the children go downstairs to eat, they will inevitably pass by their room, which is only about five steps away from the door.

Yu Ziqing's brain was numb, her little face was flushed with nervousness, she couldn't care about his wound anymore, she pushed him violently, and pushed him away from her body.

Unexpectedly, the children were so preoccupied with cooking that they ran downstairs without looking at them at all.

He Xuanchen smiled wickedly, "If you don't give me an explanation for a day, I will find some stimulation for you from time to time."

From now on, he won't hide it anymore, and just point directly.

Yu Ziqing gave him a gouged look, got out of bed and straightened her clothes and hair: "What explanation? Why should I give you an explanation? I can't meet your needs. You go to someone else, but the premise is to divorce the marriage."

He Xuanchen sized her up with scorching eyes: "I only want you."

Yu Ziqing's hands that straightened her hair paused for a moment, suddenly thinking of the way the man seduced her just now, her heartbeat that had just calmed down suddenly accelerated again.

"At least once every two days," the man said.

Yu Ziqing frowned, too often, absolutely not, she would die of exhaustion.

"Twice a month," she said.

He Xuanchen raised his eyebrows: "No."

Yu Ziqing said, "Not that time."

He Xuanchen hooked his lips and smiled evilly: "Twice a week, Wednesday and Saturday. That's it. If you don't agree, you have to bear the consequences. As I said, I'm pushed into a hurry. I can do anything. It's probably better than just now. It's even more stimulating."