Staring at the confused and pale woman in front of him, the man laughed, stretched his long arms around her slender waist, lowered his head and whispered in her ear, "You want it, don't you?"
Tong Yan frowned tightly, staring into the man's playful and beautiful eyes, subconsciously moved away from his arms and lowered her head.
"Ling Bo, you just came back today. You must be very tired. I will fold the quilt for you, so you can rest quickly!"
With that said, she turned around and walked to the bed and began to tidy up the bedding.
The man raised his eyebrows and the curve of his lips became deeper.
He walked over, hugged her waist from behind, rested his chin on her shoulder, and his voice became breathy.
"I still like you to call me husband, especially in front of Yanfeng."
Subconsciously, Tong Yan's heart trembled, and she avoided his contact as if to escape. Her little face became hot and rosy under his caress.
"Ling Bo, you just came back today, please don't mention the past, okay? We...we have been husband and wife for a long time, please don't mention him in front of me in the future!"
"What? Are you feeling guilty?"
Tong Yan turned around and looked into his beautiful red phoenix eyes with a firm will, "Why should I feel guilty? I haven't done anything to feel sorry for you!"
"Explanation is to cover."
"Fu Lingbo..." Tong Yan couldn't bear to cry out, her face turned red, she threw down the things in her hands and turned to leave, "You are simply making trouble unreasonably, I don't want to pay attention to you."
After saying that, he strode towards the door of the room.
"Are you sure that once you leave, you won't come back?"
The man leaned back leisurely on the comfortable bed, lit a cigarette, and smoked it gracefully.
Tong Yan paused, thought for a moment, turned around and looked at him, "We need some time to relax the atmosphere."
"so……"
"So these days, we sleep in separate beds!" She lowered her head and said in a low voice, "You have been on a plane all day, so go to bed early!"
Just as he was about to close the door and leave, the man on the bed frowned in displeasure, opened his mouth and roared, "Tong Yan, how dare you leave this room and try."
Tong Yan's action of closing the door froze again. During the hesitation, the man's unhurried and magnetic voice came from the room again, "You can leave, but..."
"..." Tong Yan turned around and stared at him, listening attentively.
"What are you doing standing there? Come in first!"
Tong Yan glared at him, walked into the room again, and stood in front of the bed. She was as submissive as a little white rabbit that people couldn't help but want to ravage.
Fu Lingbo took off his bathrobe, lay on the bed and ordered, "I'm tired and my back hurts. Give me a massage first. You can leave after you're done."
"..."
Seeing that Tong Yan was still standing still, the man turned his head, held up his strong chin, and looked at her up and down with squinted eyes.
"I heard from mom, don't you often do this kind of thing for others? Why? No?"
"I was treating someone else, and you're not sick. I don't know how to massage."
Fu Lingbo raised his beautiful eyebrows, pursed his thin lips, and lowered his voice a lot, "It doesn't matter, just press it casually, my shoulders are really sore."
As he said this, he shook his arms and looked a little uncomfortable.
Seeing this, Tong Yan compromised.
She walked over and sat next to him, lifted up her sleeves, and began to methodically pinch the muscles on his shoulders and back.
