Lord Wen's goblin is a full-scale boss

Chapter 75 Your Husband's Vinegar Can Be Turned Over Even More
Leaving from the entrance of the enchantment, it was already early morning.

The rain has stopped, the road is wet, and the coldness hits, chilly.

Wen Tao looked at Wuyao who was standing beside him, wearing a black lace cheongsam, with long snow-white legs exposed in the air.

The black high-heeled shoes under the feet, and the lotus root white wrists are alluring to crime.

Seeing Wuyao's seductive and exquisite curves, Wen Tao put his fist to his lips to cover up his uneasiness, and immediately took off his suit jacket and put it on for her.

Feeling warm all of a sudden, Wu Yao glanced sideways at Wen Tao, who took off his suit jacket and was only wearing a black shirt.

Two buttons on the collar of the shirt were unbuttoned, and the sexy Adam's apple was barely visible.

The black shirt set off his cold white skin with a white luster, and his thin lips were slightly parted, slightly darker and redder, very attractive.

His natural cold white skin, standing there, is so white that it shines, so white that it dazzles the eye.

Wide shoulders and narrow waist, perfect body proportions of an inverted triangle, a typical type of undressed fleshy, well-dressed type.

To put it bluntly, Wen Tao is a clothes hanger for walking, and he can wear any clothes with a sense of luxury when he puts them on.

That noble air, that abstinence and high-cold temperament that can't be released, is really too high-profile.

Withdrawing his gaze, Fifth Yao's eyes were light: "I'm not cold."

As he said that, his thin white hands were about to take off the coat he was wearing and return it to Wen Tao.

Wen Tao reached out to hold her hand, the temperature outside was cold, he was dressed more than her, but his hand temperature was slightly lower than hers.

The charming eyebrows and eyes fell on Wen Tao's porcelain-like hands, and Wu Yao's voice was clear and charming: "What?"

Her hand was warm, so warm that he couldn't help but want to absorb more warmth.

Withdrawing his hand politely and restrainedly, Wen Tao didn't look at Wu Yao, but looked ahead, and said in a low and cold voice, "Wear it."

He didn't understand, even though she had physical contact last time, her body temperature was still slightly lower than his.

Why was her body temperature slightly higher than his during the physical contact just now?

The line of sight shifted, and Wen Tao's flirtatious phoenix eyes fell on Fifth Yao.

The black suit directly wrapped her whole body, and all he could see was his suit cuffs hanging down.

As for Wuyao's white wrist under the suit jacket, it was well hidden, not showing at all.

Seeing him staring at her again, Wu Wuyao frowned, her red lips were slightly parted, and her eyes were charming and alluring.

She took the initiative to lean towards him, narrowing the distance between the two of them, intentionally or unintentionally creating an ambiguous atmosphere.

Gently pulling Wen Tao's black shirt with thin white hands, his voice was as charming as silk: "If you want to see me, just look at me openly, you don't need to be evasive, I'm happy to show you."

Holding her restless hand, Wen Tao looked at her with raised eyebrows, and took a step back, "Where is your home, I'll take you back."

Since he won't tease him, Wuyao also doesn't take the initiative, withdraws the hand he was holding, and Wuyao takes off his coat and throws it to him.

"You don't need to send it."

Leng Mei's voice fell, she turned around with her umbrella in hand, and walked along the zebra crossing towards the opposite road.

Looking at the returned suit jacket in his arms, Wen Tao looked at the little wife who was walking away, and chased after her.

At this late night, even if he knew that she was super strong and let her wander outside alone, he was still worried.

After catching up with the man, Wen Tao overbearingly put the suit jacket on Wuyao, "It's still early, why don't you go back after eating?"

The jacket that had been returned was put back on his body again, Wuyao stopped at the bus platform, and the mist flowed: "What do you eat?"

The right to decide is in Wen Tao's hands, and for him who is still understanding the process of Wuyao's preference, this is a difficult problem.

"Can you be down-to-earth?" After finishing the sentence, Wen Tao's voice was gentle: "I mean, drink with skewers."

This is unavoidable, too down-to-earth!

Fifth Yao looked at Wen Tao, "Why not, it's just that your wife is going to overturn the jealousy."

Wen Tao's eyes are deep, and the corners of his eyes and brows are light and crimson: "Your husband will turn the jar even more jealous."

　Good night.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)