No. 1 spoiled marriage: The wife is addicted to teasing

In the mall, Shen Chen is definitely a sharp and sharp person.However, that set obviously didn't work for her.

Shen Shen gave up on questioning her.

He drank the red wine silently, she ate quietly, the atmosphere was harmonious, but there was some kind of indescribable weirdness faintly.

At this time, Ding Jun saw that Young Master Shen had given up resisting, and it was obvious that he wanted to let that woman do whatever she wanted to him, so he, the light bulb, had no choice but to back out wisely.

Shen Shen stared at her with a thoughtful look on his face.

Gu Chenhuan's fair face was stained with a faint crimson color, she didn't mind Shen Shen looking at her all the time, but after being stared at by him for a long time, she couldn't help showing a little shyness.

Such a reaction made Shen Shen very satisfied. After staring at her rosy little face for a long time, he couldn't help feeling a little moved.

Seeing that she was almost done eating, he said, "Come here."

Gu Chenhuan was taken aback, but obediently leaned over.

"Do you still want to hug me?"

"Ah?" She stared at him blankly, and hadn't reacted to his sudden question for a while.

"Didn't you say you wanted to hug me yesterday?"

Gu Chenhuan came back to his senses, raised the corners of his mouth, and nodded lightly with his eyes full of autumn water.

He looked at her without speaking.

The two looked at each other for a long while before Gu Chenhuan stretched out his small hand and hugged him slowly with a trace of uncertainty.

She wrapped her small arms around his back, resting her head on his shoulder and neck.The soft hair on his head caressed his neck and his cheeks.The elegant fragrance lingers in his nose.

The dark black pupils shrank sharply, the eyes trembled, and the Adam's apple slid up and down.

Her breath interfered with his thoughts, and her touch was like an awl cutting open his frozen and silent lake of heart, and the tide gushed out instantly, almost submerging him.

Something flashed through his mind, so fast that he had no time to catch it.

He desperately wanted to grab it, but his head hurt like it was about to explode.

He suddenly raised his hand and grabbed her slender back with such force that he wanted to embed her into his body.

Gu Chenhuan felt that her breathing was not smooth, so she struggled lightly, and put her small hand on his chest, trying to make him loosen his strength, but his firm and powerful embrace prevented her from moving a little.

"Shen Chen..." She pushed him away with all her strength, and saw his frowning.

"What's the matter with you?" She hurried over to worry again.

"Headache." He lowered his head, his brows twisted into a zigzag shape, and his low-lidded eyes could see his long eyelashes, covering those beautiful eyes so that he couldn't see the emotion in his eyes clearly.

"Does it hurt badly?"

He nodded.

Gu Chenhuan also frowned, "Then I'll call your assistant..."

Shen Chen grabbed her wrist, as if the pain was uncontrollable.

"Don't want him."

Gu Chenhuan looked at him solemnly, and seeing that he insisted on not calling for someone, she had no choice but to say, "Then, shall I give you a massage?"

"Ah."

She stood up behind him, pressed her cool fingertips to his temples, massaged all the way to Fengchi acupoint with just the right strength, and then repeated, quite patiently.

He leaned his head back against her belly intimately, closed his eyes, and was completely defenseless against her.

She watched his expression until she saw his brows stretched, and then she asked, "Is it better?"

"En." He replied in a low voice, but when she was about to withdraw her hand, he caught her back, as if she enjoyed such a touch.

Gu Chenhuan cooperated and asked, "Why do you have a headache? Is it an old disease? Or is it a coincidence?"

To her questions, it seems to be instinctively answering every question: "I used to make frequent mistakes, but now I don't do it so frequently."

Gu Chenhuan frowned slightly, and was silent for a while, "Has your head ever been hurt?"

Shen Chen suddenly opened his eyes, looked up at her, and after a while, replied: "No."

"Then, did you receive any stimulation?" She couldn't help asking the question that had been lingering in her heart.