Lu Yuchen was enjoying her initiative.
As a result, the little woman fooled him a few times in an unprofessional way, and she touched some delicate nerve. She suddenly pushed him away and ran aside, looking very hurt.
Lu Yuchen couldn't help but think, what a little woman who was brought up in pampering.
It was a rare opportunity for him to take the initiative to coax a woman. Seeing her huddled in the corner of the bed, he couldn't help but move over and hold her in his arms from behind.
"You're angry already, huh?"
The hot breath sprayed on her neck, and then she heard her muffled voice: "Who dares to be angry with Master Lu? Anyway, you have the final say on whether it is good or bad. I am just a small person."
He said he was not angry, but his voice sounded like water was about to drip out.
Instead of getting angry, Lu Yuchen smiled, tightened his arms, and lowered his head to kiss her fair and smooth neck.
"You said you're not angry. You just agreed to focus on the role, so why are you still calling me Master Lu?" He coaxed her gently while tenderly kissing the most delicate part of her neck.
Her baby-smooth skin gradually turned a crimson red under his gentle kiss.
Tang Xinluo's limbs were numb from his kiss. Compared with a love veteran like him, she was really unspeakably green.
I knew he was teasing me on purpose, but I had no will to resist.
Since she couldn't do anything anyway, she simply gave up and nestled in his arms, muttering, "If not Master Lu, what should I call you? Master Chen?"
She actually had an idea in her mind, but... she didn't dare to touch it easily.
Even though Lu Yuchen seemed to be very nice to her now, she knew clearly that there was only a transaction between the two of them. Even if there would be some different feelings as their relationship deepened, the boundary still existed.
Just like Lu Yuchen said, she couldn't fall in love with him. Even if he was really charming and could easily make a woman's heart beat fast, she couldn't fall in love with him.
So, even though she vaguely knew what Lu Yuchen wanted her to say, she still pretended to be stupid.
However, Lu Yuchen obviously had his own plans. She heard his lazy and magnetic voice, "Be good, call me husband."
…
Even though she was mentally prepared, Tang Xinluo still felt a little dazed when she heard him say these words to her in a doting tone.
Her last relationship, a marriage for which she had exchanged her true love, ended in a miserable way, and the man had never spoken to her in such a tone and in such words.
The most ironic thing is.
Everything now, she knew clearly was fake, but this man could still take care of her like this, using such a doting tone to let her call him...
It seemed as if I suddenly understood. Even if it was a dream, let it be a beautiful dream.
She is also a woman who wants to be loved. Even though she knows that everything is fake, she still wants to have a beautiful dream in this year that will last her a lifetime.
Tang Xinluo, who was originally hugged by Lu Yuchen from behind, suddenly turned around.
She turned over and pressed on him again, putting her small hands on his collar, holding the tie, and loosening it for him bit by bit.
From his perspective, the little woman had a shy blush on her face, and every move she made was full of infinite beauty.
Her hands kept moving, but her peach blossom eyes, filled with mist, were focused on his face.
Then, when her long fingers finally untied the tie and pulled it out, he saw her lean over and kiss him on the lips.
She said...
"Husband, I love you." (To be continued)