The sweet wife is too sweet: Husband, do you want a hug?

Chapter 1 This man is handsome and has a good figure
late at night.

Anseong Beach, in the extremely luxurious and stylish presidential suite.

The young woman half lying on the soft couch slowly opened her thick and curled long eyelashes, her black and white apricot eyes were filled with mist.

Her name is Tang Xinyan. Today is her 21st birthday. Her husband Fu Sichen, who has been married for half a year, invited her to come to Huanhai Hotel to celebrate her birthday. As a result, she has been waiting since evening until now.

Picking up the phone, I checked the time, it was already early morning.

Fu Sichen didn't come over.

He missed another appointment.

Suppressing the pain and disappointment spreading from her chest, Tang Xinyan rubbed her heavy forehead and got off the bed with difficulty.

After she arrived at the hotel, she only drank a glass of lemonade brought by the waiter. Is there something wrong with the water?

Did Fu Sichen arrange it?
The two are husband and wife, there is absolutely no need for him...

Back then, for him, she gave up her thriving acting career and wanted to be his wife wholeheartedly.Coming to the appointment tonight, I also intend to hand over the innocence I have kept for so many years to him.

Tang Xinyan wanted to take a cold shower, so she staggered to the door of the bathroom.

Pushing open the door, hearing the sound of pattering water, she raised her beautiful eyes filled with mist and looked inside.

Under the shower, stood a tall and straight man.

She bit her lip hard, trying to wake herself up.

The man who was deep in thought while taking a bath noticed something unusual. He opened his dangerous and cold dark eyes, turned off the water tap, and turned to look at the door.

Into the eyes is a charming little woman, young and beautiful.

His face was calm, his gaze was like a sharp sword, he was heartless, desireless, and indifferent, "No matter who sent you, get out immediately!"

The surrounding air quickly turned cold.

Tang Xinyan looked at the stern man who was as tall as an emperor, and frowned with picturesque eyebrows, "Why do you want to go out?"

He didn't even notice that the man's handsome face was extremely gloomy.

When Tang Xinyan was about to approach him, he dodged with a cold face.

Stride to the suite.

Picking up the phone from the coffee table in the living room, he made a call, "What's wrong with the woman in my room? Get her away immediately!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a pair of soft, boneless hands like jade onions suddenly hugged him from behind.

(End of this chapter)