Different Circumstances
Shen Wuxiao was truly busy that night.
After leaving Bai Bing and the others, he had a late-night snack, then went to Yun Zhiyi's room.
Yun Zhiyi had a habit.
Before sleeping, she liked leaning against the headboard and reading.
At this hour, she definitely would not be asleep.
Bare-chested, with only a bath towel tied around his waist, Shen Wuxiao walked right in.
Sure enough, although the room lights were off, the bedside lamp was on.
Yun Zhiyi had just bathed, and her lovely hair had not fully dried yet.
Strands of hair draped over her shoulders, giving off a languid yet seductive air.
Her delicate face was enough to make hearts race.
Her lips were crimson without rouge, like a rose blooming in full splendor, making one unable to resist kissing them fiercely.
Especially as she leaned against the headboard in a printed silk nightgown.
Her long legs were elegantly crossed as she read a thick book.
Shen Wuxiao swallowed.
He would be willing to die on his wife's body.
He truly did not know how to describe her beauty.
An irresistible temptation simply flowed from her naturally.
It made Shen Wuxiao unable to resist approaching her, embracing her, possessing her.
"So hopeless. You can stare yourself stupid just looking at your own wife!" Yun Zhiyi said with a soft laugh.
Her voice was gentle, brimming with seduction.
Want her!
"Who told you to be so captivating? How is that my fault?" Shen Wuxiao slowly stepped forward.
Yun Zhiyi threw away the book and held out her hand in invitation.
Her husband was here—who would still read?
With a flip, Shen Wuxiao went up and rolled right into Yun Zhiyi's arms.
Yun Zhiyi held him and buried herself in him...!
"Were you tired outside?" Yun Zhiyi