The Slum Girl and Her Billionaire Husband

Nan Yichun didn't feel bad at first, but being hugged by Xie Zexing, she smelled the good smell of ink on Xie Zexing's body and felt a little wronged for some reason.    

    

She raised her hand and wrapped it around Xie Zexing's neck. She pressed it against her neck and said, "boyfriend, are you going to coax me?"    

    

"Yes, I want to coax my Big Miss."    

    

As soon as she finished speaking, Xie Zecheng suddenly carried Nan Yichun and walked towards the sofa.    

    

Nan Yichun took the opportunity to sit on the sofa.    

    

Xie Zechuan stood behind Nan Yichun and massaged his shoulders for her.    

    

Big Miss's shoulders were very thin and delicate.    

    

Holding it in her hands, it was as if with just a slight strength, she could crush this small shoulder.    

    

It was really... too delicate.    

    

Nan Yichun raised his head and leaned his head against the back of the sofa. He closed his eyes slightly and said with a face full of enjoyment, "Brother, use a little more strength. It's very comfortable."    

    

She squinted her eyes like a kitten and enjoyed it. She looked gentle and indolent.    

    

Xie Ze's hand strength was neither light nor heavy. He looked down at her small face. Her lips were red and tender, tempting to pluck.    

    

The strength in his hand unconsciously increased a little.    

    

"Hiss - -lighter, it hurts."    

    

Nan Yichun frowned and ridiculed, "Do you know how to massage shoulders?"    

    

Xie Zechuan smiled lightly, "You just said it was comfortable."    

    

Nan Yichun did not care. Now that someone was pampering her, she wanted to cause trouble for no reason.    

    

She curled her lips, her eyes bright and bright. "That was just now. It's different now."    

    

A simple action made the man's eyes slightly deepen.    

    

The strength in his hand was reduced according to her request.    

    

After a while, Nan Yichun felt that the exhaustion on his body was swept away. Instead, she thought of another thing...    

    

Her red lips rose, and a hint of slyness appeared in her eyes.    

    

Suddenly, she turned around and faced Xie Zecheng face to face. "boyfriend, I want you to change a way to coax me, is that okay?"    

    

Her eyes were sparkling and excessively beautiful, but one glance was enough to tell what she was up to.    

    

He also did not expose her and cooperated with her performance: "How do you want me to coax you?"    

    

Nan Yichun's smile deepened. He hooked his right hand and borrowed the momentum to rise up. His tone was extremely ambiguous. "I want you to use the things you bought today... to coax me."    

    

Xie Zexing's body stiffened. The ink in his eyes gradually surged.    

    

Clearly, he knew what Nan Yichun was talking about.    

    

But he was not as enthusiastic as last night.    

    

Because she was in a bad mood today, Xie Zexian was very worried that she was just impulsive and would regret it after being impulsive.    

    

"Okay?"    

    

Her finger lightly scratched his palm.    

    

Xie Zechuan, on the other hand, seemed to have been electrocuted. He suddenly took a step back, his voice hoarse and restrained. "Ah Chun, you..."    

    

He did not say the words that he rejected but Big Miss seemed to know what he wanted to say. She suddenly reached out and pulled a corner of Xie Zexian's shirt.    

    

The shirt was a rather loose and casual style. When she pulled it, he was walking forward again and his shirt was instantly pulled to the bottom of his left shoulder.    

    

Half of his tough and strong shoulder was exposed. His collarbone was exquisite and wild. It could almost see through his shirt and his tight muscles. It was extremely sexy.    

    

Nan Yichun swallowed his saliva slightly. Xie Zexing had always been gentle in front of her. The style of his clothing was also elegant. Although she was about to reach the last step last night, she saw everything that she should not see.    

    

However, Nan Yichun still liked Xie Zecheng's body very much.    

    

It was very beautiful.    

    

Nan Yichun tightened the corner of the shirt in his hand. He wished he could use more strength to pull off his entire shirt.    

    

That was what she thought in her heart. In fact, she also did so.    

    

However, when he pulled, he did not pull off the shirt. Instead, the man followed the force and bent down. One hand supported the armrest of the rocking chair, while the other hand did not have time to find a fulcrum to support her slender waist.    

    

Nan Yichun looked helplessly at the man who was close to Chi Chi. A gentle and cool aura hit her face, disrupting her breathing and also disrupting her heartbeat.    

    

This was clearly an accident.    

    

He did not expect that she would pull him down like this. She also did not expect that with this pull, she would pull him down.    

    

One of the buttons on the man's shirt fell to the ground, making a clear sound. It was very subtle, but one could hear it when the room was completely silent.