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

"Ok?"

There was some doubt in the man's eyes. Where should we gather?

"I'm with my mom's sister. She said she wanted to take me out to meet some people, so the clothes I'm wearing must be inappropriate. I came up here to see if there's a turtleneck dress. It's all your fault. How am I going to go out now?"

She calmed down, looking a little worried as she headed towards the cloakroom, wondering if there was anything suitable.

He Yichuan couldn't help but follow behind her, watching her slender fingers fiddling with the skirts in the closet, taking them out one by one, looking at them, and then putting them back.

I tried for a long time but couldn't find the right clothes.

The man took a long and straight step forward and took out a light white cheongsam with a half-high neckline, a unique satin pattern, a delicate and smooth feel, and exquisite lace embroidery. It was of moderate length, highlighting a gentle and delicate temperament.

His eyes were dark, and he handed the skirt to her, saying slowly, "Mrs. He, wear this."

Su Xi turned sideways, glanced at the side to meet his gaze, then gently moved her hand and stroked his fingertips onto the cheongsam, her soft fingertips gently rubbing the texture and feel of the skirt.

There was a gentle smile between her brows, her eyes were flowing, and the corners of her lips were slightly raised: "Okay, Young Master He still has good taste." Then she can wear a light-colored coat over the cheongsam.

"Master He?"

The man's other big hand rested lightly on her waist. A tingling sensation spread up from her waist. Su Xi twisted her body unconsciously and instantly understood his intention.

Her red lips were like honey-colored grapefruits, crystal clear. She gently approached him and exhaled a pleasant breath: "Thank you, husband."

Finally hearing the name he wanted, the man's eyes flashed with satisfaction, and he curled his lips, with an indistinguishable meaning surging in his beautiful eyes.

"Honey, please go out for a while so I can change my clothes, okay?"

The woman's voice was exceptionally gentle, with a hint of tenderness in her tone. In a daze, He Yichuan walked out unknowingly.

It wasn't until the cloakroom door closed in front of him that he came to his senses.

Instantly, the man narrowed his eyes, touched his cheek with the tip of his tongue, and chuckled.

He suddenly realized that Su Xi knew more and more about how to treat him, and a bright smile appeared on his face.

He Yichuan walked to the sofa and sat down, took out his mobile phone to process the message sent by Xiao Feng, while waiting for the woman in the cloakroom.

Soon, the door was opened, and a woman with a curvy figure walked out of the cloakroom. The light white and elegant cheongsam made her skin look as white and tender as snow, and she had a calm and composed smile on her face. She was beautiful in every frown and smile.

The woman walked towards him at a leisurely pace. The half-high collar showed off her slender neck, which seemed to be exposed but not quite. Her red lips made her look charming and seductive, blending in with the elegant cheongsam.

He Yichuan's eyes were fixed on her from bottom to top. Her legs were faintly visible with every step, and the woman's charm was swaying in an instant.

"Does it look good?"

She stood quietly in front of him, her eyelashes curled up, her eyes turned slightly towards him, her eyebrows and eyes were picturesque with a hint of smile.

"Mrs. He, you are so beautiful. I can't bear to let you go. What should I do?"

I wanted to say it when I saw her outfit this morning, but now I can't help it at all. My eyes have become particularly hot and deep and quiet.

After hearing this, Su Xi glared at him, her face rippled, her black eyes were stained with a faint watery light, her long fingers lightly touched the rolled-up hair, and asked him: "Help me take a look, can you still see any traces?"

His scorching eyes fell on the man on the sofa.

He stood up and slowly approached her, looking up and down at her fair neck, his rough fingertips gently touching her hair, his Adam's apple rolling slightly: "I can't see it anymore, don't worry."

The traces were completely covered by the collar, not even a trace was visible.

Su Xi couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, turned around and faced him, smiled and said, "That's good."

There was a gleam in her eyes, and the handsome man was reflected in her eyes. Before Su Xi could react, He Yichuan's thin lips had already fallen down, and his hot lips captured her red lips. The strong smell of hormones came to her face, constantly stimulating her nerves.

Su Xi opened her eyes wide and blinked, and gently pushed him with her small hands, but unfortunately the man's strong body did not move at all, like a thick wall.

Her reluctance only brought about a more intense entanglement from the man, who swept his forceful and powerful penis wildly in her mouth, their breaths intertwined.

Slowly, Su Xi was dizzy from his kisses and responded to his rough movements unconsciously, tilting her head back obediently to accept his aggressive kiss.

His arms kept tightening, her body was completely embedded in his arms, most of the air in her chest was squeezed out, and the two of them were tightly pressed together.

The woman's breathing began to become increasingly difficult. Her small hands weakly grasped the white shirt, her lips entangled with each other freely, and she tiptoed lightly.

With a click, He Yilang opened the door and walked in from outside, saying in a high voice: "Brother, can I borrow your sports car..."

Before he could finish his words, he looked up and saw such an exciting scene.

The two of them wore clothes of the same color, creating an ambiguous and charming picture in the quiet room.

The two men were entangled with each other, and it was the first time that He Yilang saw such a lustful side in his brother. His eyes, which should have been moved away quickly, were now staring straight ahead in a daze.

He Yichuan forcibly moved away from her soft lips and pressed her head towards his shoulders with his big hands, preventing him from seeing the charming side of her woman.

His throat tightened slightly, his eyes darkened and his expression sank slightly, he shot towards his brother at the door, his tone filled with anger and dissatisfaction: "He Yilang, where are your manners? Come in without knocking?"

The man's low and hoarse voice rang out in the room, startling the stunned He Yilang. He looked away and glanced elsewhere in the room, his tone a little flustered: "Brother, I'm sorry, Auntie just said that Sister Xiaoxi was having breakfast downstairs, so I came in directly."

After two seconds of silence, he continued, "Haha, I won't bother you anymore. I have something to do so I'll leave first. You guys continue."

After He Yilang finished speaking, he immediately turned around and ran out, not forgetting to close the door.

He usually had freedom to enter and exit He Yichuan's room, but he never expected that his brother would be restless early in the morning and kiss Sister Xiaoxi passionately. Aren't these two just a couple in name only?

When did we become so close?

What did he miss? He Yilang scratched his head as he walked towards his room, not daring to go downstairs, intending to avoid the limelight first.

in the room.

He Yichuan released the hand that was pressing on her head, pursed his lips slightly, with anger in his eyes. His expression was deep and dark, and he lowered his eyes to check on the woman's condition.