Husband is bad: evil president is not easy to mess with

"En." Sikong Jingqiu nodded, without refuting her words, bent one elbow on Haiyue's cheek to support his body, raised his other hand, and gently stroked Haiyue's bare shoulder.

Slowly, he was no longer satisfied with these, and moved his slender palms downwards. When he saw that Haiyue was wearing pajamas with a pullover and no buttons, he felt annoyed, tightened his palms, and was about to tear them apart... …

Feeling that the breath sprayed by Sikong Jingqiu on her face suddenly became urgent, Haiyue was startled, and opened her eyes suddenly, just in time to see him about to tear her clothes, and quickly reached out to hold his hand!

Sikong Jingqiu raised his eyebrows, looked at the woman who was blushing and grabbed his hand, and there was a trace of displeasure hidden in his hoarse voice, "Huh?"

"You, don't tear your clothes randomly every time——" Haiyue raised her voice, and after two seconds, she suddenly realized that she was overstepping, she suddenly withdrew her voice, turned her face away uncomfortably, and her voice suddenly became softer, " These clothes, these clothes are very expensive, and it is very hard to make money—”

So, was she worried about him when she said those coy words just now?

Sikong Jingqiu was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't realize how tender his eyes were when he looked at Haiyue at the moment, "So? You take it off yourself?"

"I—" Haiyue was so shy that she didn't know what to do, she lowered her head, not daring to look at Sikong Jingqiu, her cheeks were as red as ripe apples.

"What? Shy?" Sikong Jingqiu smiled sullenly, "Still not dare?"

"I—" Haiyue's face became redder and redder, and her body kept digging down.

Sikong Jingqiu held Haiyue's waist with one hand to prevent her from escaping, and put the other hand on the clothes on her chest. While exerting a little force, he wrote lightly, "Anyway, it's just It’s just a piece of clothing, buy more and you’ll have—”

Said, making the movement of tearing clothes.

Haiyue immediately stretched out her hand to press the hand on her chest, and blurted out: "No, don't! Don't tear any more clothes, I will take it off myself."

"Huh?" Sikong Jingqiu let go of her, turned over and sat up, and at the same time pulled Haiyue up, rubbed his chin, and looked at her with interest.

Even though they talked in a hurry just now, and the two of them have been frank with each other countless times, Haiyue still finds it very difficult and shy to take off her clothes in front of Sikong Jingqiu.

"I——" she clutched the hem of the clothes with both hands, squirming hot all over, but she didn't have the courage to take off the clothes, "We, we did it not long ago, and..."

Haiyue couldn't go on talking, her head was so shy that it almost stuck to her chest. She remembered that they did it many times in the afternoon. If he is like this, is his body okay? Will he be overwhelmed?

Haiyue murmured anxiously for a while, and then said, "You must be very tired after a busy day, you should take a rest quickly, it will be better for your health..."

Sikong Jingqiu turned a deaf ear to Haiyue's words, stared at her with deep pupils, and asked a multiple-choice question in a frivolous tone: "Shall I tear it up, or do you take it off yourself?"

Seeing his imperative and determined eyes, Haiyue knew that it was useless to say anything else, she bit her lower lip, and in front of Sikong Jingqiu, slowly took off her pajamas with trembling hands, and hugged herself tightly with a blushing face. , blocking the scenery in front of her chest with her arms.

However, this picture is paired with hazy yellow lights, and in the eyes of another person, it is a rare beauty.