The sweet wife is too sweet: Husband, do you want a hug?

Chapter 348 Shy Mrs. Mo
After dawdling in the bathroom for nearly 10 minutes, Tang Xinyan opened the door and went out.

Mo Chiwei had already taken off his suit jacket and tie, and the white shirt he was wearing was unbuttoned a few times, looking lazy and sexy.

He looked at the little woman in a large bathrobe, raised her chin and kissed her lips, "Wait for me on the bed."

Tang Xinyan's heart speeded up again after being teased by him.

Bad man!
It looks so noble and elegant, but it is so elegant and skillful when picking up women, full of male hormones.

After Mo Chiwei went to take a shower, Tang Xinyan called Gu Ranran.

Gu Ranran was sitting on the beach drinking at this time, and she was a little surprised when she received a call from Tang Xinyan, "Do you still have time to call me?"

"I... just want to tell you that I won't go back to sleep at night."

"Haha, I know, a moment in Chunxiao is worth a thousand gold, so hurry up, but take it easy, after all, you are two people now!"

Tang Xinyan blushed a little.

Just after finishing the call, the bathroom door was opened by the man.

Looking at the man who had been inside for less than 2 minutes, she was dumbfounded, "Are you...washed?"

"Showered after surfing."

Tang Xinyan, "..."

Mo Chiwei looked at the rosy glow on her face, he who wasn't nervous at first was made a little nervous by her.

With a low cough, "Why don't you listen to music first?"

"Good, good!"

Although she gave it to him for the first time, she really didn't have any impression of it. For her, tonight was her real first time.

It was the two of them, the official wedding night.

Mo Chiwei played soothing music, he opened a bottle of red wine, and drank a glass by himself.

Looking at the little woman sitting on the edge of the bed, he pursed his thin lips, "Do you want to dance?"

"Good, good!"

He walked to her side, bent down, and stretched out his slender and beautiful hands towards her like a gentleman.

Tang Xinyan slowly put her small hand into his generous palm.

She was wearing a bathrobe, and he was wearing a towel, dancing slowly to the music.

She didn't dare to look at his face, she kept her long eyelashes drooping, her eyes inevitably fell on his waist, and she faintly saw the outline that made her blush and heartbeat, her face was as red as if she had drunk wine.

He lowered his head, smelling the faint fragrance she exuded after taking a bath, his eyes became dark.

"Mrs. Mo."

She hummed, raised her head, looked at his handsome face like a god, "husband."

His heart melted instantly.

Her thin lips were approaching her, but instead of leaning back, she slowly met them.

The sound of the music stopped, and in the air, there was only the sound of the two people's breathing of different depths.

She wrapped her hands around his neck, intertwined her ten fingers on the back of his neck, and her fingertips touched his neatly trimmed hair, which was slightly prickly. She closed her eyes and let his kiss slowly deepen.

……

"Turn, turn off the lights."

(End of this chapter)