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That might be true, but Xu Shi would not believe his soothing words.
He knew he could be difficult and could not read the room. Wherever he went, people would find him annoying.
Perhaps Xie Yanci was only willing to soothe him now because he was his husband.
Once they divorced, he would not even have a chance to say a word to President Xie.
Xu Shi understood that perfectly. He said nothing, merely nodding lightly. "Mm."
At the thought, he looked up again and kissed Xie Yanci on the lips a few times.
He had to take advantage while they were still married.
Afterward, he would not get to kiss a handsome man of this caliber anymore.
"..."
Their clingy, affectionate morning came to an end.
Xu Shi stood brushing his teeth in front of the bathroom mirror, his waist and legs aching so much that he had to brace himself against the sink.
The buttons at the collar of his pajamas were undone, exposing a stretch of fair, delicate collarbone covered in densely scattered kiss marks.
He reached up and lightly touched them. "Hiss..."
How ruthless.
Xie Yanci was like a different person in bed. He was practically a madman.
Pouring wine into the dimples of his lower back, blindfolding him with a tie, binding his wrists with a belt...
To think a straitlaced old prude like Xie Yanci could come up with all those little tricks.
Xu Shi would never dare underestimate a certain someone again.
After washing up, Xu Shi went downstairs yawning. Xie Yanci was already preparing breakfast in the kitchen.
He had just been about to take a look when a call came in.
"Hey, Director Song said we're signing the contract at two this afternoon," Xiao Chi said.
"Okay." Xu Shi turned