"Heh..."
A low chuckle escaped Jiang Che's throat.
"What? My dear wife, did you use up too much energy last night? Are you hungry?"
Xu Bingning buried her face in his chest in embarrassment and indignation, too ashamed to lift her head.
"Lie down and wait nicely. I'll have a waiter bring some food up right away."
As he spoke, Jiang Che casually picked up the platinum hotline phone on the bedside table and directly called the hotel's twenty-four-hour butler service.
After briefly giving a few instructions and ordering several premium nourishing lunch dishes, he hung up.
The moment he set down the receiver.
Xu Bingning, like a soft and supple beautiful snake, wrapped her arms tightly around his waist from behind.
She gently rested her burning face against Jiang Che's neck.
Her warm breath brushed against his ear, carrying an indescribable sense of dependence.
Then, the aloof iceberg CEO suddenly said something so shocking it could make jaws drop, her voice soft and syrupy enough to almost stretch into threads.
"Husband... I want to get tattoos on my lower abdomen and lower back... one on each~"
At those words.
Jiang Che's languid movements paused slightly, and his brows unconsciously furrowed.
He turned around and looked Xu Bingning over from head to toe with the strange expression of someone observing an alien lifeform.
What exactly was going through this woman's head?
She was an iceberg beauty CEO who ran a group and had severe germophobia—how could she suddenly have such an absurd idea?
Good heavens, was she planning to completely let herself go and become some rebellious street girl?
With Xu Bingning's cool, proud, top-tier temperament, that stunning first-love face, and that near-perfect, exceptional figure.
Getting two large tattoos simply did not suit her at all!
It would be an