C10 Chapter 10

"Although it is love after all, your husband is afraid of pain. My wife, your excellency, please don't make too much of a move next time. Please be more gentle with your hands, your husband will definitely not dare to make a sound." With a grunt of agreement, he withdrew his hand and instead lightly pressed down on her shoulder, which had stiffened from working for so long.

"Who's flirting with you? I'm tired, don't disturb my sleep." He really didn't understand why he was making such a fuss out of nothing. The company wasn't hers, so he didn't care … She relaxed comfortably. It seemed that he was doing well in bed.

"My dear old woman, your husband's skills in serving others aren't bad, right?" Feeling her stiff shoulders begin to relax, he spoke up.

"I won't kick you out of bed for the time being." She did not reply.

"Not surprising, I have a special way to ensure that you feel comfortable from the inside out, that you don't want to be unhappy every day, that you can reach the highest point every night —" He was boasting about his past exploits.

"Stop, don't argue." She comfortably lay on her side of the bed, ignoring the contents of the ointment that he could sell at the first sound.

"How would you know how useful your husband is if you don't try your best to promote him?" He mumbled to himself that she didn't know how to behave. How could she not know what was good for her? She didn't even know how to use the chance, so he could only kiss her small mouth and touch her small hands.

"As long as you're willing to go back to the company, anything is fine." Not falling into the trap he had set for her, she returned to the subject.

"I found out there was a generation gap between us!" He blew against her sensitive little ear, satisfied that she was cowering in her sensibility.

"It's been five years. If you want to make it up, come back to the company with me tomorrow." She covered her ears to keep him from getting ahead of himself. She didn't know where she got so much chitchat. He was the one who made her sound more and more like an opazone.

"No problem, whenever we start preparing to have children, your husband will come back to the company." He promised.

"Having a baby and going back to work are two different things." Such a troublesome fellow! Being alone with him was more tiring than work.

"I agree with you." He agreed with her. Grandmother was in a hurry to hug her grandson for the next few months. At the very least, she had to let them live a sweet life together.

"Really?" She sat up straight and looked at him in surprise, surprised that they had a point of agreement.

"Since you still don't want to be my child's mother, I respect your opinion. I'll deal with Grandma." His words immediately caused her eyes to light up. When he saw this, his heart began to race. He almost threw himself at her and gnawed at her body.

"There are other books, aren't there?" After exchanging a few moves, she clearly knew that he would never work for free. His zeal would definitely bring her great rewards.

"That's right, your husband wants to have sex with my wife." He did not change the coquettish nature of the young master, but spoke out the naked desire in his heart.

"I'm going to sleep." Hearing him, her face that was originally shining like a flower quickly withered. She turned over and pretended to be asleep, pretending as if she didn't hear what he had said.

"He's holding back internal injuries. Does he think so!?" Dear old woman. " Lu Jianxun, who was able to bend and stretch, pushed her arm like a child who wanted candy, begging her in a spoiled manner.

"I fell asleep." She covered her head with a quilt, ignoring the noise he made like a sparrow.

"What should I do?" He glanced at his bulging crotch.

Without the ability of sleeping on the bed, Lu Jianxun lightly brushed away the hair scattered across Zhu Zuo Yan's face. This was the first time he slept with a woman who called him wife, so his mood was complicated. After walking around, he spent five years and still ended up together with her.

"Dear wife …" Without the vivid expression of fangs and claws, she was snoring with her mouth slightly open, like a pure and innocent child.

"It's not fair." He playfully reached his hand into her mouth and lightly scratched her soft tongue.

Zhu Zuoyan mumbled as she rolled over and continued sleeping without being disturbed.

"No wonder I didn't feel anything from eating tofu that day." He propped himself up with his elbow, not giving up and replacing his finger with his lips. The tip of his tongue first drew the shape of her lips, then slowly closed around her slightly cold mouth. His movements were gentle, no longer as lecherous as before.