After wearing it for five years, he was favored by the boss

Chapter 42 You Are Not a Man

Zhao Chumian was a little confused, what did he say...

Want him?

What do you want him to do?
Her wrist was pinched in pain, she bent her legs in pain, raised her neck, and murmured softly, "I want to drink water..."

She pursed her interfering lips, stared at Sheng Xifang's indifferent lips with blurred eyes, and suddenly a thought came to her mind: kiss him!

Kiss his lips, and you will not be thirsty anymore.

She swallowed the saliva that she couldn't swallow, her throat slipped, her eyes blurred, "Kiss..."

Dear?
She thinks beautifully.

Sheng Xifang shook off her hand and left the room quickly.

After a few minutes, he came back with a glass of warm water.

Her skin was pale and red, her reddish lips were dry, her thin white fingers were inserted into her hair, and her two long legs kicked back and forth, almost pushing the quilt off her body, "Hot..."

"it's too hot……"

"This broken air conditioner!"

He walked over with a water glass, "Be quiet."

"You... so handsome..." Zhao Chumian raised his head, staring at him with blurred eyes, the hand holding the water glass is as beautiful as a work of art.

She murmured, "You feed me..."

"I think you're out of your mind." Sheng Xifang was slightly annoyed, and poured a glass of water on her face, "What now?"

She wiped away the water stains on her face, licked the water on her fingers, and pursed her lips in a dazed way, "More..."

Sheng Xifang: "..."

She not only pretended to have amnesia, but also pretended to be stupid.

After fainting, all brain cells were killed.

She blushed, "Brother..."

He said coldly, "I'm not your brother."

"Husband..." She changed her words with a smile, "Can you help me adjust the air conditioner, lower it down, lower it down, it's so hot..."

He glanced at the temperature displayed by the central air conditioner, cold wind, 23 ℃.

"Tune it yourself."

"Are you my husband, or my enemy? Pour a glass of water and you pour it on my face, and you don't even want to adjust the air conditioner for me..." She was so wronged that she was about to cry, her peach blossom eyes narrowed, her mouth pursed, "You Good or bad...you're not a man..."

uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...

bully.

"I, am I not a man?" Sheng Xifang's cool lips curved slightly, staring at her beautiful little face, his Adam's apple rolled, and the hotness from somewhere to the tailbone spread all over his body.

They have been married for three years and treat each other as guests.

They never had sex at home, and even in the old house, they shared rooms with different beds.

He doesn't love her.

Women are just a burden to him.

But ever since he was slept by a woman who didn't know what to do and ran away when he was abroad last time, he has been holding back a fire in his heart.

Seeing her delicate, seductive and charming eyes, it seems...

I saw the woman who was panting under him that night, causing his back to be covered in red marks.

If it was her, she would have mentioned it in front of him long ago.

Zhao Chumian opened her red lips slightly and accused him, "You are a...stingy man."

Would you be stingy if you didn't adjust the air conditioner for her?

Tune her up.

Doesn't the old man just want to spoil her?

He picked up the remote and kept pressing it.

Stopped at 16°C.

The cold wind blew out in an instant, but the temperature couldn't drop for a while, and she still felt hot all over.

But my stomach doesn't hurt anymore.

Out of the corner of her eye, she glanced at the indifferent figure beside the bed, the loose bathrobe looming revealing his beautiful skin, he still has abdominal muscles!

Nice body……

This is her husband...

"Honey, we've been married for so many years, and we've been sleeping separately..." She tilted her head and murmured, "At your age, don't you have any needs?"

(End of this chapter)