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Chapter 243 - 243 129 Husband
Chapter 243 - 243 129 Husband
?Chapter 243: Chapter 129: Husband Chapter 243: Chapter 129: Husband She complained in a sticky and muddled tone, “I hate Wen Yangzhi to death.”
Wen Yangzhi’s chest was close to hers, his hand bracing her lower back, almost imperceptibly enveloping her in his embrace, as he spoke slowly and softly, “Then who doesn’t hate me?”
Her gaze was level with his chest; although his muscles were quite refined, not overly so, his tailored shirts gave an illusion of being both loose and snug. When he suddenly picked her up, there was a tension as if the shirt across his chest might burst open.
She buried her head in his chest, “That very handsome brother.”
When his pectoral muscles relaxed, they felt soft, and Yun Yuwan thought it felt like resting her head on a pillow.
He spoke with feigned heartlessness, “That brother won’t care about you.”
She straightened up, her palm resting on his chest, “He’s not yet infatuated with me to death.”
Wen Yangzhi always maintained a mocking smile, half-closing his eyes as he looked at her, “Oh.”
She turned to look at the mirror, giggling at Wen Yangzhi’s reflection, “Do I look like a young Noriko Sakai?” (a famous actress)
He didn’t even lift his eyelids, “You look like a Jiangbianyangzi.”
(In Shanghai dialect, this means “fool.”)
She turned and bumped her shoulder against his chest, but he quickly grabbed her, controlling her shoulder, and swept her into his arms, “Let’s change the location.”
She didn’t understand, “Why?”
Wen Yangzhi, firmly supporting her weight, exposed her, “In here, you always can’t help looking in the mirror and are completely unfocused.”
Yun Yuwan laughed at herself, burying her face into his chest, breathing in the scent of him.
He gave off the impression of a perfume suddenly coming to life. Now, he was like black opium, elegant and classic; before, he smelled like ebony and agarwood, a spicy aroma that seemed standoffish at first glance.
“Wen Yangzhi, will you be even more handsome when you’re old?”
He set her on the high table, “I should be even wealthier.”
“Tch.”
She leaned on his shoulder, and Wen Yangzhi’s hand wrapped around her back. His slender forefinger and middle finger came together to hold the top of the zipper in place, preventing it from skewing, while his other hand pulled down the zipper at her back.
As Wen Yangzhi embraced her to help her undress.
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