Wife, he's cute and sweet

Looking at the anxious and bewildered face of the person in his arms, it was red, and his hands were still a little hot to the touch.

If He Jue was as innocent as this young master, he would probably be at a loss for his sudden and inexplicable reaction, but He Jue is different from him after all.

He is an adult with a sound body and mind, and the knowledge he should have has been dabbled in the physiology class at school, but Ye Xueli is different from him, he is like a clean white paper, and the Ye family even let him read and write. Even if it is not allowed, how can it be possible to deliberately guide him to understand this aspect of cognition.

He was 19 years old, an adult, but still far from being a man.

If it weren't for this fateful marriage, the Ye family would really have ruined Ye Xueli's life.

Thinking of this, in addition to the strong desire and lust in Hejue's eyes, there was a bit of coldness and coldness in his eyes.

Wu Ma, who had been waiting by the side, was also a sensible person. Seeing that the atmosphere seemed to be different, she hurriedly retreated, and at the same time, she was also happy about something.

Tonight is probably going to be a good day, a good day.

With her leaving, the ambiguous atmosphere that was already lingering between the two of them instantly became a little more charming.

Ye Xueli saw that Hejue had been ignoring him, but she didn't seem to be angry, so she just got into his arms again and called him sticky like a kitten: "Husband, husband."

The nerve called rationality in Hejue's brain was almost destroyed by him several times, but he was still held back by him forcefully, repressing humanity.

The back molars were clenched so hard that they were about to lose strength, and they reached out to hold Ye Xueli's shoulders, the back of the hands were full of bulging veins.

Ye Xueli was pushed away by him, so she could only look up again.

"husband?"

He Jue's voice was as thick as sandpaper: "You are too tired, it's time to rest."

"Really." Ye Xueli's chest was still heaving slightly, her head was tilted, and her eyes were slightly confused.

He knew what it was like to be tired and sleepy, but he was obviously not tired now and didn't want to sleep.

It could be seen that he had some doubts about his words, He Jue didn't want him to be controlled by such dirty emotions any longer, so he gritted his teeth and simply hugged him up.

Ye Xueli cried out in surprise and hugged his neck tightly. The huge inertia of her body caused the loose hair rope behind her to slip off, and the black hair all over her head poured down like a waterfall, gently scattered on Hejue's arms and chest, His hair was jet-black, adding a bit of softness and beauty to his already attractive facial features.

He Jue only felt that his breathing was about to stagnate, his chest heaved rapidly, and his eyes were almost stained red with blood.

Ye Xueli was totally ignorant about this, he stayed in Hejue's arms, he could only feel his spaciousness and warmth, this chest could make him feel at ease and bring him an infinite sense of security.

Fearless because of ignorance, Ye Xueli, like a defenseless little beast, completely handed herself over to Hejue, stretched out her arms to hug his neck tightly, pressed her cheek against his neck, and rubbed obediently.

"Honey, you're tired too, do you want to sleep?"

He Jue carried the man in his arms to the upstairs bedroom, put him on the bed, got up and tore off his tie, relaxing his dryness.

Ye Xueli sat on the bed and looked at him, with her face upturned, the hair behind her was scattered on the quilt, soft and smooth like water satin.

He Jue stopped unbuttoning his coat, bent down uncontrollably, and gently twisted a strand of hair with his fingertips.

"The hair is too long, and it may get in the way when doing things. Have you ever thought about cutting them off?"

Ye Xueli followed his hand to look at those hairs, and blinked: "Husband doesn't like my hair?"

"There's nothing I don't like." He Jue was about to explain, but when he saw his moist eyes showing obvious reluctance and nostalgia, he sighed and stopped talking.

"If you want to stay, you can keep it." After saying that, she stood up and continued to unbutton the rest of her clothes: "Have you taken a shower yet?"

Ye Xueli shook her head, and sat up: "Not yet, I'm going to wash my hair today."

He Jue's movements paused, and he looked at the hair that was almost waist-length. It was so long and had a lot of volume, so washing it was no small task.

"Can you wash yourself?"

"Will do."

Ye Xueli puffed out her chest proudly at first, but when she saw Hejue's doubtful eyes, she retracted a little guilty, and said in a low voice, "In the past, Lianlian washed it for me. Since I came here, I have started to learn it by myself. Wash it, although it is not well washed..."

As time went on, the voice became quieter, and finally the jaw was almost buried.

Doesn't that mean you can't wash it?With such long hair, how did he toss in the bathroom alone every day.

…………

He couldn't think about it anymore, Hejue was so excited by his brain, he let out a foul breath, and when he lowered his head again, he saw the person on the bed holding his hair with both hands and gently fiddled with it behind his head, skillfully. , bent and twisted, and after a while, the long hair that was originally messy and loose was tied into a neat and beautiful bun.

He Jue looked a little dazed: "Who taught you this?"

Ye Xueli shook her head, making sure that her hair had been tied up and would not loosen again, and then raised her head and answered him: "Lian Lian, he said that my hair is long and it is difficult to wash when it falls loose, so I do it like this every time I take a bath. It’s much more convenient to coil it up and put it down when you wash your hair.”

Hejue's tightly clenched fist suddenly made a "creak" sound, and he raised his head, with a cool smile in his bloodshot eyes: "I'll wash it for you today."

Ye Xueli froze for a moment, then looked up at him in puzzlement.

A layer of hot sweat broke out on Hejue's forehead, and his handsome face, which was always gloomy and serious, rarely showed a little nervousness and panic.

He Jue blew the foam off his palm, and looked at the few hairs that had been torn off for an unknown number of times, feeling rather uncomfortable.

Isn't it just to wash your hair? Why can Lianlian wash well, but he can't.

The more I thought about it, the more depressed I became. I was about to try again, but when I lowered my head, I realized that there was nothing in front of me, and there was no shadow of Ye Xueli.

"husband."

He Jue raised his head to see Ye Xueli's crying nasal voice. He didn't know when he ran to the farthest corner of the bathtub, and his whole body was submerged in the water. Only his face was exposed, his eyes and eyes. The nose is red and looks very pitiful.

Seeing him like this, the anxiety in Hejue's heart also inexplicably calmed down a bit. He sighed, rinsed off the foam on his hands, and reached out to him again: "I won't wash it for you anymore, don't be afraid, come here."

For the convenience of washing his hair, the sleeves of Hejue's shirt were rolled up a bit, revealing a thick and powerful forearm, with particularly smooth and beautiful muscle lines. At this moment, some water droplets were stained on it, and it slowly slid down the arm. The slender fingertips finally "ticked" on the water surface, splashing a small piece of crystal water.

Ye Xueli stared at that hand for a while, although the pain from the big hand just now remained on her scalp, but she still couldn't help the temptation in her heart, pressed her hands on the edge of the bathtub, and slowly stroked it.

Finally returning to his side, Ye Xueli grabbed that arm and hugged it happily.

"husband."

He Jue's nerves were beaten several times, and he was almost unconscious. He didn't know how he endured it.

He lowered his eyes, tried not to look at his body, pulled off a clean bath towel from the side, and at the same time fished Ye Xueli, who was hanging on his arm like a kitten, out of the water. Splashes were brought all over the ground.

For a moment, He Jue thought he fished out a rare and beautiful mermaid from the water.