Lure your wife into your arms: Mysterious husband is the richest man

"Help me change my clothes." Lu Jingchen left the bathroom, took out his home clothes from the cloakroom, and threw them on the sofa.

Jiang Wan walked up to him and carefully helped him take off his suit jacket, which contained a black silk shirt.

The forearms of both pieces of clothing were torn and soaked with blood.

Jiang Wan frowned and looked at it, thinking, if I buy him a new set tomorrow, I can't let him hurt himself and lose money.

It actually hurt a little when the clothes touched the wound, but he seemed not to feel it. He looked at her distressed look, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

It doesn't matter how serious the injury is, at least it proves that she has him in her heart.

Jiang Wan saw his smile and asked in surprise, "You are injured and you are still smiling so happily?"

"What I'm happy about is not that I'm hurt, but that you're by my side. It's been too long since the last time we got along like this."

His eyes were deep and focused. Jiang Wan lowered his head to avoid it and raised his hand to unbutton his shirt.

The buttons were unbuttoned one by one, and the man's smooth and beautiful muscle lines appeared in her sight.

Her face felt a little hot, so she quickly looked away and focused on her clothes.

She carefully took off the shirt from him, and the man's broad bare shoulders appeared in her sight.

Certain images couldn't help but appear in her mind. Her throat moved and she became even less calm.

She was restless, so she inevitably moved faster and accidentally touched his wound.

Lu Jingchen took a breath and his handsome face turned pale.

Jiang Wan's little face was full of guilt, "Ah, I'm sorry, I was distracted just now, are you okay?"

"It hurts." Lu Jingchen frowned in pain, looking extremely pitiful.

"I'm so sorry, I will be careful in the future."

"You just said you were distracted? Why?" Lu Jingchen stared at her intently and asked suddenly.

Jiang Wan was stunned for a moment and looked up at him. The man's eyes were deep and sharp, as if he could penetrate her body and see directly into her heart.

She pushed the broken hair behind her ears in a panic, "Nothing." As she said that, she picked up the cotton T-shirt on the sofa and put it around his neck.

The fingertips inevitably touched his skin, like dry wood touching a raging fire, sparks arose in the hearts of the two of them, and they started burning. Lu Jingchen looked at her gentle and virtuous appearance, and his heart gradually softened. His eyes fell from the crow-feathered eyelashes to her pink lips.

He turned his eyes and asked suddenly, "Do you remember our past?"

Jiang Wan suddenly panicked when he was touched on his mind, and retorted harshly, "No, there is nothing to remember from the past. People should look forward."

"Really?" Lu Jingchen took a step forward.

She backed away, "Of course."

"But your expression is not like this, Wanwan, when did you become so dishonest?" He raised his hand and stroked her cheek with his fingertips, his voice was extremely ambiguous, teasing her heartstrings restlessly.

Jiang Wan pursed her lips and raised her head to meet his gaze.

She didn't like this passive feeling. She liked to take the initiative. Her eyes were still a little shy, but she was still determined. She twitched her lips and admitted, "Yes, I do want to go back. After all, your figure and skills are pretty good." , but..." She frowned, showing dissatisfaction.

"But what?" Lu Jingchen was a little worried.

Men are most afraid of being told that they are not good at that.

"It's just a matter of time, hey, what a pity." Jiang Wan finished dressing him, pulled him down, and left.

He was left alone in the messy place, disbelieving and doubting his life.

Time... average? How can it be!

He kept doing it for half an hour every time. This woman definitely did it on purpose to make him angry.

He turned around and grabbed her, pulling her back.

"What are you doing? I'm sleepy and want to wash up and go to bed." Jiang Wan struggled.

"Huh, just average? That's not what you said at the time." He lifted her chin and rubbed the jade-like skin of his neck with his slender fingertips.

Jiang Wan blushed and retorted, "I didn't understand at the time."

"So who made you understand?" Thinking that she might have had another man in the past five years, his heart was riddled with jealousy.

She can only belong to him, to him alone. (End of chapter)