Domineering CEO: Wife remarry

Presumably, he hasn't found the one he likes yet.

For some reason, An Rou's heart instinctively skipped a beat when she was thinking this way, her face blushed inexplicably.

Seeing that he hadn't responded yet, An Rou couldn't help feeling a little anxious, and lowered her voice and called out, "Tong Zhensheng."

"Huh?" He finally responded, with a thick nasal voice, apparently in a drowsy sleep.

An Rou remembered that he was really tired this day. He had a meeting in the morning, went shopping with her and Lele in the afternoon, and didn't rest after dinner at night. It was almost midnight now.

Taking a shower, I guess he's out of energy, so let's forget it, she simply wipes it off for him.

"Then I'll wipe your face for you, and when you go to sleep on the bed, how can it be comfortable to sleep on the sofa?" After An Rou said this, she turned and went into the bathroom, took out a basin of hot water and came out.

He took out the towel from the hot water basin with his hands, wrung out the water, and when he took his hands off his eyes to wipe his face, he found that his eyes suddenly opened,

An Rou's hand was suspended in the air at that time, and for a while, she didn't know whether to continue to wipe his face or hand him the towel to let him wipe his face, feeling a little embarrassed.

She just wanted to put the towel in his hand to let him move on his own, but she didn't expect that his eyes that had just opened were slowly closed again, obviously he hadn't woken up yet.

An Rou inexplicably skipped a beat, she hesitated a little, and finally the towel in her hand gently covered his face, and then gently wiped his face with the towel.

This was the first time she served him since she met him, and it was such an intimate service. Before this, she had never done this for any other man, not even her ex-husband Shi Jingtian.

Of course, having said that, Shi Jingtian never gave her such a chance!

Although the two of them had already had more intimate things, it was the first time in history that she took the initiative to serve him.

She knew that Tong Zhensheng was good-looking, but when she was in such close contact with him at this time, her heartbeat still accelerated. After wiping Zhang Liang, she squeezed the water again, and then helped him rub his neck, ears and back of his neck. The nest and so on were wiped down.

After washing his face and scrubbing his hands for fear of waking him up, her movements were extremely gentle.

He might be really tired, he didn't open his eyes to take a look during the whole process, and let her scrub quietly.

Finally, her eyes fell on his feet, which were still wearing leather shoes, and she remembered that she didn't prepare slippers for him in this place.

With a silent sigh, he went to the bathroom to pour the water and fetched a basin of water, then looked at the man lying on the sofa, bent down and shouted in a low voice: "Tong Zhensheng...Tong Zhensheng... "

"Mmm," he couldn't help humming at the fifth sound of her call, but he still didn't even open his eyes.

An Rou felt a little helpless, so she could only whisper in his ear again: "Sit up, and I'll wash your feet for you."

Wash your feet?The man who had closed his eyes opened them slightly, and then quickly closed them while the woman was not paying attention.

"En." He replied again, and sat up in line with her movements of helping him, leaning his back against the back of the sofa.

An Rou squatted down, took off his shoes, and then took off the pair of black socks, and then rolled up his trousers.

Well, before this, she had sex with him several times, but to be honest, every time, all her feelings were in that one place and his face.

Therefore, I had never noticed his calf before, and only found out tonight that his calf was covered with thick black hairs, just like the legs of some kind of long-haired animal.

A sentence that Liao Xinran once said inexplicably popped up in my mind: The longer and more fine hair on a man's calf, it proves that the man's ability is stronger.

Well, she has verified what Liao Xinran said she didn't know where she saw it, and she admits that it is indeed - it's not nonsense!

Putting his feet into the basin, she gently reached into the basin with her hands, and then gently washed his feet with her fingers, for fear of waking him up too much.

However, she forgot that the movements were too light, like tickling, especially the soles of the feet, so she finally woke up the sleeping man.

"I'll do it myself." The sudden voice made her raise her head instinctively, and then, seeing those dark and deep eyes, An Rou's face instantly became hot.

Tong Zhensheng had already bent down, took her hands out of the basin, and rubbed her feet alternately, washing his fair feet clean.

An Rou handed him the dry towel in her hand, turned around and went to the big bed, since he was going to stay here tonight, she had to help him make the bed.

By the time she finished laying out the newly bought sheets and quilts, Tong Zhensheng had already come out of the bathroom, and he was covered with a towel around his waist.

Seeing him walking towards him like this, An Rou's cheeks immediately became hot, and she quickly whispered, "I...I forgot to prepare your pajamas."

It's not that she forgot, but that she instinctively didn't expect him to stay here at night, or she instinctively didn't want him to stay here, so when she helped him buy clothes at night, she didn't think of buying pajamas for him.

"It's okay, I don't like to sleep in pajamas at night, and it's not like you don't know it." He said it naturally, but she was even more embarrassed.

"Then go to bed early," she turned around with a blushing face, just wanting to leave the room quickly.

"Where are you going?" Tong Zhensheng asked in a low and hoarse voice when he saw her walking towards the door.

"I'm going to sleep in the downstairs room." She replied without looking back.

"You mean - you want me to have sex with you in An Chen's room?" There was already a smile in his voice.

An Rou's footsteps stopped immediately, and she turned around. Unexpectedly, he had already chased after her, but she bumped headfirst into his strong chest.

"It's getting late, are you still in a hypocritical mood?" He asked, staring down at the woman in his arms.

An Rou pushed him away with her hands, and said in a low voice: "Lele lives here, it's not good for him to know."

"What's wrong?" He raised her chin with his hand, so that she and his eyes met: "Besides, Lele lives in a room by herself. We are in the same room. You think he will know."

"But..." An Rou still wanted to tell, but his thin lips were already pressed down, and he didn't give her a chance to speak again.

"You just washed my face and feet, now it's my turn to help you take a bath." He whispered in her ear.

He bathes her?An Rou was shocked, but before she could react, he had already pushed her into the bedroom with his hand.