Stop crying, I'll give it to you, okay?

Nighttime, in the villa's bedroom.

After taking a shower, Chi Buwan casually lay on Xiao Wuli's bed, waiting for him to take another shower.

He was wearing Xiao Wuli's clothes. Xiao Wuli was a head taller and broader than him, so the shirt he was wearing was a bit too big. As he lay casually on the bed, the collar slipped down his shoulders, revealing a small patch of fair and delicate skin and his clear and sexy collarbone.

337 on the side:............

The host is lying down normally without sagging back, but is wearing her lover's clothes and exposing her skin and collarbone. What does this mean?

Don't you know how ambiguous this is?

How come you've been seduce so many times, yet you still don't know how to control yourself?

Fortunately, the Xiao Wuli he encountered was the kind of person who was too insecure to approach; otherwise, on the first day he was transported into the book, given his poor sleep quality, he would have been sexually assaulted by Xiao Wuli.

Just as 337 was about to speak to remind him of the mission progress, a sound suddenly came from the bathroom door.

Upon hearing the noise, Chi Buwan sat up straight and looked up at the bathroom door.

Xiao Wuli walked out, water dripping from the ends of her hair, sliding down her neck and disappearing into her open collar, finally settling in a small pool at her collarbone.

With broad, upright shoulders and a well-defined waist, he wore a simple bathrobe with a touch of sensuality, making him incredibly alluring.

Chi Buwan stared blankly for a few seconds.

337, who saw through Xiao Wuli's intentions in a second:............

It said that this old couple has been together for so many years, and they're still fishing for each other. Is that interesting?

...If you ask, you'll definitely get an "interesting" answer.

337 silently turned and disappeared back into the system space.

Xiao Wuli walked up to him, his Adam's apple bobbing, his nervousness evident in the rubbing of his fingers hanging at his sides. "Master..."

Chi Buwan stood up. Standing on the bed, he was half a head taller than Xiao Wuli. He looked around and asked, "Where's the hairdryer?"

Xiao Wuli paused, and upon hearing this, he reached for the hairdryer. When he turned around, Chi Buwan was already sitting on the sofa, beckoning to him, "Come here, I'll dry your hair."

Xiao Wuli breathed softly and walked over, his hands and feet moving in unison.

So cute!

Chi Buwan smiled as she looked at Xiao Wuli, who was sitting obediently on the carpet in front of the sofa. She reached out and touched his still dripping hair.

A wife should be pampered.

He reached out and took the hair dryer that Xiao Wuli had plugged in. He tested the temperature first, and only started drying his hair when he felt it was suitable. He gently inserted his fingertips into his hair, and his fingertips gently caressed the soft hair strands, allowing the gentle hot air to contact the hair strands over a larger area.

Xiao Wuli's hair was neither long nor short, and when it fell down, it could cover her beautiful phoenix eyes.

When Xiao Wuli's hair was half dry, he styled it with great interest, brushing all the stray hairs on his forehead upwards to reveal his smooth and full forehead.

After everything was over, he put down the hairdryer and turned his head to see Xiao Wuli's reddened ear tips, which looked as if they were dripping blood.

Chi Buwan paused, "Let me take a look later."

Upon hearing the sound, Xiao Wuli stiffened her neck and slowly turned her head, her phoenix eyes, shimmering with moisture, looking at him with tension.

He paused, then looked down and saw Xiao Dali vaguely greeting him.

Is it too late?:............

It seems that Xiao Wuli, the author of "Rebellion Against the Heavens," did not write carelessly; he is indeed driven by desire.

You know, he just gave him a blow-dry.

Xiao Wuli turned his head back and lowered his head to slightly bring his legs together.

When he finally saw it, he sighed softly and said, "I didn't say it was impossible."

My wife is a Scorpio with high emotional needs. If she's even a second slow to respond to my love, I'll retreat into my shell and wait for the next expression of affection.

However, he won't keep him waiting.

Just as Chi Buwan was about to move, Xiao Wuli suddenly stood up. The next second, his waist was wrapped around his body, and a fluffy, freshly dried head was buried in the side of his neck. He felt Xiao Wuli's nose touch his skin.

Chi Buwan, who had temporarily lost the ability to move, looked at Xiao Wuli, whose chest was heaving, and found it amusing.

Over the years, whenever faced with this kind of situation, Xiao Wuli would be innocent and nervous before meeting him, but after meeting him, she would become ruthless and passionate, digging as deep as she could, wishing she could fill both of his penises inside and possess him.

It was fierce and aggressive, as if it had never eaten before.

Just then, a current suddenly surged from his collarbone, causing a tingling sensation in his blood and a numbing feeling throughout his limbs.

Coming to his senses, Chi Buwan lowered his head slightly, looking at Xiao Wuli who was gently kissing his collarbone, and reached out to rub his head.

"Master..."

Xiao Wuli's voice was low and deep, with a slightly hoarse quality tinged with desire. The last syllable was drawn out gently, carrying a warm, moist quality, and it was soft and heavy when it reached the ear.

Chi Buwan, with her long, almond-shaped eyes and slightly lowered eyelashes, replied, "Mm."

Then, something seemed to provoke Xiao Wuli, and as he watched Xiao Wuli staring at him with dark eyes, a line of blood slowly flowed from under his nose.

Chi Buwan instantly regained consciousness, opened her eyes, and quickly treated his nosebleed.

Xiao Wuli covered his nose, his ear tips turned even redder, and his skin was burning hot, but his dark eyes were fixed on him without looking away.

Wearing Xiao Wuli's shirt, Chi Buwan looked down at himself.

The neckline was a little messy, but nothing else was exposed.

he:?

With a question mark above his head, Chi Buwan looked up at Xiao Wuli, hesitated for three seconds, and finally came to a conclusion.

My wife has been abstaining from sex for a long time.

Chi Buwan chuckled, her eyebrows curving upwards. Before she could speak, another line of blood slowly flowed from Xiao Wuli's nose—this time from the other nostril.

Chi Buwan stopped laughing instantly and quickly raised her hand to treat his nosebleed.

Finally, Xiao Wuli lowered his head, looked away, and his voice became even more hoarse and terrifying.

"Master, please stop seducing your disciple."

Is it too late?

This time, Chi Buwan looked at him with a blank expression, two question marks above her head.

No!

Dude!

He did nothing.

Wearing Xiao Wuli's oversized shirt and smiling seductively, Chi Buwan felt very innocent, but he also doted on his wife.

Forget it.

Whatever my wife says goes.

Since doing nothing is considered seduction, let's go straight to the final step!

Chi Buwan turned around in Xiao Wuli's embrace, her hands resting on the sofa. Her shirt rode up slightly, revealing her slender, white waist. She habitually crossed her legs, revealing her full, rounded figure.

Is this more convenient?

Turning around, he immediately saw Xiao Wuli with two streams of blood flowing from his nose.

Is it too late?!