Reborn after marriage, He Shao becomes addicted to pampering his wife

"Brother, it's okay. Sister Xiaoxi caught it. Sister Xiaoxi, you are so beautiful. It makes my heart beat fast." He Xiaoan had an excited look on his face. He pulled Su Xi's wrist and looked at her in amazement.

"No, I just took it when I saw it."

After hearing their compliments, Su Xi simply smiled indifferently. A bit of color was added to her delicate eyebrows and eyes. Under the light, it seemed as if a layer of starlight was floating on her face.

The man's dark eyes swept towards her, and his thin lips slightly raised with a hint of redness.

He whispered, "No more fighting, let's go back."

"Ah."

He Yilang almost hit An An just now, and didn't want to touch the ball again for the time being, so he immediately responded.

Afterwards, as they were walking back, He Yilang unconsciously moved closer to Su Xi and marveled with her at the scene that had just happened, with a light in his eyes. From now on, in addition to his eldest brother, he had one more person he admired.

Back in their bedroom, He Yichuan took a long drink of water from the cup, occasionally glancing towards the bathroom.

After drinking, he went to the cloakroom, casually picked up a set of pajamas and walked next door. Mrs. He usually took a long time to take a bath, so he usually went to the next room to take a bath.

Sure enough, when he came back from taking a shower, Su Xi had not yet walked out of the bathroom.

She was facing the mirror, applying skin care products and body lotion, carefully and meticulously to every inch of her skin. In an instant, her body was filled with fragrance.

She gently put on the thin pajamas and tied it around her waist with a thin silk rope, revealing a pair of white and slender legs. As she walked back and forth, soft light fell on her snow-white skin, which was crystal clear and translucent as if covered with a layer of charming halo.

He Yichuan lazily leaned against the bed, holding a paper book in his hands, and glanced at her with deep meaning in his eyes, "Are you done washing?"

The man's voice was clear and magnetic, and particularly pleasant to hear.

"Ah."

Su Xi walked towards him, then stopped beside the bedside table, picked up the water on the table, took a few sips, and then turned off the bright lights, leaving only a soft light on his side.

She had just turned over and lay on the soft bed. The man next to her seemed to have been dormant for a long time. He hugged her, and their faces were pressed together, their breaths intertwined. Su Xi looked up at him with a confused look on her face. What was he trying to do?

No time for rest?

The man didn't say anything. He raised his handsome face from the side of her fair face and slowly stroked her beautiful hair with his slender and well-proportioned fingers.

Su Xi's eyes followed He Yichuan's movements. Her bright and watery eyes watched his bony fingers brushing through her black hair, elegant yet frivolous, and extremely aggressive.

"Mrs. He, have you forgotten something?"

His refreshing and pleasant breath came from above, and the deep male voice sounded particularly clear in the quiet space.

Hearing the man's words, Su Xi was stunned and frowned. She thought seriously for a while, but couldn't figure it out. She raised her delicate and beautiful chin slightly, and her eyes flickered with confusion: "Ah? What's wrong?"

Nothing special has happened recently.

He Yichuan's long fingers slid down from her hair, grasped the woman's slender white wrist, and played with it in the palm of his hand.

His eyebrows were calm and deep, and he glanced down at her and whispered, "Mrs. He, where is my gift?"

When downstairs, He Yichuan saw that she brought gifts for everyone. He thought his gifts would be left upstairs, but the woman went straight to bed and didn't show any sign of taking them out.

"You want a gift too? Aren't they all paid for with your card? What's the difference between the left hand and the right hand?"

She hadn't thought of this. Since the cards were the man's own, he could just buy whatever he needed. Therefore, she didn't think of bringing him a gift.

He Yichuan's face darkened when he heard this, and there was a deep look in his eyes. Until now, he thought that Mrs. He just didn't take out the gift, and it turned out that she had no intention of buying it at all.

Look, what does this mean? If it's his card, then I don't need to buy it?

What does this mean? Everyone has bought it, even that little bastard He Yilang has one, so why doesn’t he, as her husband, have one?

Suddenly, He Yichuan let go of the small hand that was kneading her and took away his big hand.

He spoke slowly and indifferently: "So I'm the only one who doesn't have it?"

The man's light words made Su Xi's heart tremble. His thoughts became complicated in an instant, and he raised his head to look at him.

"No, listen to me, there is. There is no suitable gift for you in Haicheng, and I want to take you to choose one myself." Su Xi said seriously with a frown, blinking her eyelashes as if trying to convince him.

"Hmph, Mrs. He, keep making up stories. That's not what you said just now." He Yichuan placed his big hands behind his head and looked at her coldly.

Su Xi met his gaze and looked up at the man beside her. She bit her lower lip lightly with her red lips, as if she was a little nervous, with a flattering smile on her delicate little face.

A soft voice came out of her little mouth, and her tone revealed a coquettish feeling: "Hubby, it's really like this, I will go with you to pick it out later, and I will make sure you are satisfied, okay."

After she finished speaking, she gently tugged at the man's shirt hem with her long fingers, with a hint of coquettishness in her eyes, which was very alluring.

After a while, seeing that he didn't say anything, Su Xi moved closer to him, casually placing her fingers on the man's waist and abdomen. The pajamas were thin, and she could easily feel the strong and powerful muscles under her fingertips, rising and falling with his breathing.

I have to say that Mrs. He's methods are getting stronger and stronger. With just a simple word or a look, He Yichuan was defeated and felt a little weak in his heart.

His Adam's apple rolled slightly, his voice was a little hoarse, and he said in a low voice: "Choose carefully for me. If you are not satisfied, you know Mrs. He."

There was a hint of threat in the man's words. He touched her trembling eyelashes with his fingertips, pinched her chin, lifted it up forcefully, leaned forward and said, "Don't forget me again, got it?"

Su Xi was now very aware of his mood changes. Seeing that he was not angry, she nodded obediently and responded softly.

After feeling that she had coaxed him well, she patted his palm, turned over casually, pulled the thin quilt over her and prepared to go to sleep, not forgetting to instruct the man to turn off the lights.

He Yichuan watched her series of movements, which were as smooth as flowing water without any hiccups in the middle, which made him feel itchy in his heart.

Mrs. He was too perfunctory. Her expression, which had just relaxed, became gloomy again. She stared at the woman's back without saying a word.