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

The jewellery on the table was complete, with everything in place, but something seemed to be missing.

He Yichuan turned the ring on his finger, picked up his phone and sent a message to Xiao Feng.

"When can I get the wedding ring?"

He had bought a pair when he was in Haicheng before, but they were not wedding rings, which had to be carefully customized.

"Mr. He, I asked Master Chair some time ago, and it is estimated that it will be shipped here in about a week."

Less than a few seconds after He Yichuan sent the message, Xiao Feng replied, his actions were extremely fast.

"Well, keep an eye on it and give it to me directly when you get it. Don't tell the wife."

Xiao Feng, who was in the special assistant's office, saw the message sent by President He and raised his eyebrows slightly, trying to guess what President He was thinking through the simple message on the screen.

He thought for a while and sent the message.

"Mr. He, do you need me to prepare anything in advance?"

I don’t know if his guess is correct, but when I think about how Mr. He treats his wife, I feel a little more confident.

In the past, if someone told him that Mr. He would submit to a certain woman, he would just sneer. But after seeing how Mr. He gets along with his wife, he is now gradually calmer and can guess what is going on and provide assistance.

After a while, Mr. He replied to the message, just as he expected.

"Don't move for now. Wait until I have thought it through. Keep it confidential."

"Okay, Mr. He."

Xiao Feng sent the reply, feeling a little proud inside. He was increasingly able to understand Mr. He's thoughts.

No one can replace his position as special assistant!

At night, Yulong Bay.

The air conditioner in the room was turned on high. After taking a shower, Su Xi only wore a suspender nightgown. Her long black hair was a little wet, with a few water droplets on the ends of her hair, sliding down her porcelain-white skin, with a hint of coolness in the wetness.

When she walked to the bed, He Yichuan was half lying on the bed with a mobile phone in his hand. His fingertips were tapping rapidly, as if he was texting someone.

Unlike ordinary couples, Su Xi seldom asks about He Yichuan's personal situation. Although the man is a son of a wealthy family, he lives a well-behaved life every day and rarely has entertainment life. He is a rare breath of fresh air.

At most, he would get together with Fang Junjie and a few others, and he rarely went on business trips or social events. Because of his style, he seemed particularly mysterious in the circle and it was impossible to figure out his thoughts.

Now that he is with Su Xi, his entertainment life has become more diverse. He occasionally takes her out on dates and does some interesting things between couples. Therefore, Su Xi is very confident in him and does not have any suspicions.

He Yichuan's eyes fell on her fair arms, his Adam's apple rolled, "Do you want to blow dry your hair? I'll help you."

After saying that, he got out of bed, took out the hair dryer, plugged it in neatly, sat on the edge of the bed, patted the seat next to him, and motioned for her to sit down.

Su Xi was attracted by his series of actions. Before she could nod, he was already ready.

The corners of her lips curved slightly, and her beautiful eyes curled up slightly, "Okay."

After saying that, she walked forward and sat next to him.

He Yichuan's big hands gently stroked Su Xi's long hair, which was smooth and soft and looked very healthy and shiny. She took regular care of her whole body, sometimes going to a beauty salon, but more often taking care of it at home. There was a special care team at home who carefully took care of every strand of her skin and hair.

Beauties need to be carefully cared for. At least from his wife, He Yichuan felt the importance of this sentence.

Sometimes, with a little effort, Mrs. He's delicate skin would turn red, which was particularly eye-catching against her fair skin, and of course, it also stimulated his eyes more.

The warm wind blew her hair, and the whole room was filled with her fragrance, making He Yichuan feel a little itchy.

After blowing the back of her hair, He Yichuan let Su Xi lie on his strong thighs and blew on the roots of her hair in front bit by bit.

Su Xi watched his movements quietly. The man's hair on his forehead was dry but a little messy, completely different from his meticulous appearance during the day. It seemed as if it had been casually stroked up by fingertips, leaving only a smooth forehead. His wheat-colored skin was smooth and flat, with a high nose bridge, and he looked extremely handsome.

Suddenly, Su Xi remembered that the man had asked him some time ago whether he married him because of his looks.

Su Xi pursed her lips slightly and had to admit that He Yichuan's appearance might have played a big role in her accepting him so easily.