Black Bellied Husband’s Indulgence: His Wife is not Allowed to Hide

Proper interaction between husband and wife can enhance the relationship between each other!

"I'm stupid, I can't learn!" Song Wen shook his head ...

"Song Wenxin, how can I teach you?" Jiang Beihan was finally unhappy when she saw she had been reluctant to cooperate.

"What?" Song Wen was confused, how did he teach her?

"Try to know!" Jiang Beihan's thin lips ticked, and suddenly a sneer appeared.

The smile, Song Wen trembled in his heart, suddenly had a bad feeling. She was sure that what he called a try was definitely not a good thing!

"No ... no need, I seem to remember how the massage was pressed!" After that, she quickly sat down and prepared to massage Jiang Beihan's shoulders. Forget it, wasn't it just for him? of!

On hearing that, Jiang Beihan tickled his lips with satisfaction,

Song Wenxin bit his lip, then stretched out his hands, put it on Jiang Beihan's shoulder, and on the palm, he could clearly feel the temperature coming from him.

Because he couldn't massage, Song Wenxin just squeezed his strong shoulder gently.

The two were very close to each other. Song Wenxin, who was sitting behind Jiangbeihan and massaging him, even smelled the scent of the shampoo on his body ...

To her own surprise, she even thought the smell was very good ...

Thinking about it, Song Wenxin gritted his teeth and deliberately pulled himself away from Jiangbeihan.

What's wrong with her ...

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Compared with Song Wenxin's embarrassment and entanglement, Jiangbeihan sat there with enjoyment, enjoying the massage treatment Song Wenxin brought to him.

Although she was unfamiliar with her approach and was not strong enough or even too light, she felt unexpectedly comfortable.

This afternoon's press conference is being broadcast live on the LCD TV in the room.

In the room, Song Wenxin was blushing and massaged Jiang Beihan's shoulders without saying a word.

Jiang Beihan squinted his eyes and tickled his lips with satisfaction. The atmosphere made him feel uneasy.

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At this time, Song Wenxin who helped Jiang Beihan press his shoulder for ten minutes finally couldn't hold it.

"I'm tired!" She retracted her hand and deliberately sat away for a few minutes, keeping a certain distance from Jiang Beihan.

Seeing that she was tired, Jiangbeihan did not embarrass her, but took the documents and continued to look up.

Song Wen glanced at him silently, then turned to watch the press conference live on TV.

The room was almost completely quiet except for the sound from the TV.

Song Wen moved uneasily, then glanced at Jiang Beihan, who was focusing on signing the document.

Seeing this, a small note suddenly popped into her mind.

While Jiang Beihan was working seriously, she slowly moved away from the sofa, preparing to leave the lounge and slip to the conference site.

But as soon as her **** left the sofa, Jiang Beihan's low voice rang.

"Where?"

It was found by him that Song Wen froze and felt a little embarrassed.

She didn't know if she should be stupid, or Jiang Beihan was too smart ...

"I'm a bit sick. I just want to go out to the bathroom!" She smiled at him with a guilty conscience, then stretched out her hands and rubbed her belly.

"There is a toilet in the room." Jiang Beihan glanced through her intentions and sneered, then said it intentionally.