Vera was so scared that she ran into Victor's arms and started crying.

After a while, Vera did not see the man pounce on her, so she slowly raised her head.

"Honey, what's wrong with you?" Seeing Vera crying pitifully and sadly, Victor felt his heart achieving.

"That man just pounced on me and scared me." Her voice was still tearful.

"It's okay, it's okay." Victor patted Vera's back gently.

"The man just now was chasing the bus."

Following the direction of his finger, isn’t there a bus stop not far from me?

Sure enough, there was a bus that had just left.

It turned out that I had made a mistake and I burst into tears. It was so embarrassing.

She wiped her tears and said, "Let's go back."

"Okay." After experiencing this frightening incident, Victor didn't want to stay outside for too long.

Who knows what kind of unexpected things might happen next?

This is a foreign country after all, and it's not safe for two foreigners like them to be here.

After returning to the hotel, Vera washed up and fell asleep quickly.

The next morning, she woke up in Victor's arms.

"Awake?" Victor's bewitching voice came to my ears.

"Yeah." Vera tilted her head slightly and found that he was staring at her intently.

Vera's little face turned red all the way to her ears after being looked at like this by him so early in the morning.

This woman is still so shy, it's really funny.

Victor bent down and kissed the tip of her ear, and Vera immediately shivered as if she was burned.

"Are you so sensitive? You feel it after just a kiss?" Victor was very satisfied with her reaction.

Of course Vera would retort, "Who has feelings? I'm not as...dirty as you."

Victor didn't expect her to say such a thing.

"Vulgar? You said I was vulgar? I am your legitimate husband. How can anyone talk about a husband like that?"

What he said seemed to be true, but his teasing behavior and ambiguous words every day, what else could it be but obscene?

"Now that you've said that, I'd feel a little guilty if I didn't do something dirty." Victor said as he rubbed his body against Vera's.

Vera suddenly felt his heat and she knew he was thinking about that again.

"Don't do that so early in the morning. You'll make me exhausted and we won't be able to play today."

Does she have to spend this week abroad in bed?

No! She doesn't want it!

Come to think of it, what she said makes sense. Doing this so many times every day, the quality of the tadpoles probably wouldn't be very good.

Well, let her go this morning.

"Then kiss me and I won't do it." Victor pointed at his lips.

"No, I haven't brushed my teeth yet," Vera evaded.

"I'm not afraid, kiss me."

Just as Vera was about to move forward and touch his lips, Victor closed his eyes.

Vera took the opportunity to tilt her head and kissed his right cheek.

"Okay, the kiss is done." Vera said and jumped off the bed.

"Hey, I said kiss my mouth, who told you to kiss my face?" This little rascal.

"I don't care, I've already kissed you." Vera said and hid in the bathroom.

Victor touched the right cheek where she had kissed him, and her warmth was still there.

The corners of his mouth could not help but rise, and his mood was bubbling with joy.

After both of them finished washing up, Victor took Vera out.

"Where are we going today?" Vera asked.

"you guess."

"Go to the beach?" This is probably the place everyone who comes to Thailand will go.

"You are so smart that you can guess this."

"Why don't you leave?" Vera urged.

"Let's go."

As soon as she arrived at the beach, Vera was fascinated by it.

Soon, she changed into a bikini and put a gauze skirt over it.

The tulle makes her graceful figure vaguely visible, making her even more attractive.

Victor's eyes widened. If it wasn't daytime, he really wanted to kill her on the spot.

Vera saw Victor staring at her, and when she looked down, she found something unusual about him.

But there are so many people here in broad daylight, I don't think he would dare to do anything.

So, she teased him even more wantonly.

I deliberately make some seductive moves in front of him, and it feels so satisfying to see him wanting it but not being able to have it.

Victor definitely didn't expect Vera to do this. It's really annoying that you can't eat it just by looking at it.

He took a few deep breaths and finally lowered the small tent.

Vera turned and walked towards the beach, and Victor quickly followed.

Vera's European face and height are particularly eye-catching in this Asian area.

After a while, some local handsome guys whistled at her.

One of them walked towards her and said, "Beauty, are you here to play alone? That would be so lonely. How about letting me accompany you?"

As he said this, he put his hand on Vera's shoulder.

Victor stepped forward and slapped away the hand that was on Vera's shoulder.

"Who comes alone? She has her husband, me, with her."

When the handsome Thai guy saw Victor's burly figure, he wanted to take advantage of him but failed, so he had to give up and left in disappointment.

The man whistling behind him booed him.

Victor turned around and asked, "Do you have wet wipes?"

"Yes, here you go." Vera said, taking out a piece of paper from the small bag she carried with her and handing it to Victor.

Who would have thought that Victor would use a tissue to wipe Vera's shoulder, the part of her body where the man had just put his hand.

Vera was speechless. This man was really... narrow-minded.

"Okay, it's clean." Victor breathed a sigh of relief.

"Do you think I'm dirty?" Vera was a little unhappy.

Looking at his expression, he seems to be full of disgust.

"No, I'm afraid those men are not clean. What if they infect you with some bacteria? People like them are always picking up girls. You can't guarantee that they have some dirty diseases."

When it comes to heart disease, Vera thinks of when she was pregnant with Fea.

During those two months, he called more than 60 prostitutes to his house.

When she thought of this, she felt uncomfortable and as sick as if she had eaten a fly.

Victor obviously noticed Vera's change, "What's wrong? Don't get me wrong, I don't dislike you..."

Before Victor could finish his words, Vera interrupted him unhappily.

"Dislike me? What qualifications do you have to dislike me? Don't you think about how many women you have slept with before?"

Damn, starting to dig up old stuff.

"Wife, the past is all in the past. Besides, I have never looked for another woman since I have been with you. You know that."

"You dare to lie to me? When I was pregnant with Feiya, during those two months, do you dare to say that you didn't sleep with other women?"

Victor then remembered that in order to irritate her, he did bring a prostitute home one day and let her scream at the top of her lungs.

He really regretted it now, but he couldn't explain it clearly even if he wanted to.

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