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Chapter 2869

Chapter 2869

Zhao Dong didn't have any temper at all and said with a smile, "If you don't touch me, how about I give you a leg kick? You must be tired after standing all day. My wife is working too hard."

After he finished speaking, he walked around to the front again, squatted down, and pressed his hands on Sophie's calves.

There was only a thin layer of stockings between her hands. The appropriate strength and hot palms made Sophie's body stiffen obviously.

This time she didn't stop her. She took a moment to adapt and quickly calmed down.

Sophie held her head with one hand, her delicate face showed no trace of human fireworks, and she opened her mouth to ridicule mercilessly, "Zhao Dong, you are a man after all, isn't it shameful to serve your wife like this?"

Zhao Dong raised his head, and what he saw was the snow-white color of her collar. It was dazzling and dazzling. He didn't dare to look at it. He quickly replied with a smile, "I'm kidding, what's the shame in serving my wife? I'm proud to serve my wife, and I'm proud to serve my wife!"

Sophie was reluctant, "Zhao Dong, didn't you just say that you were going to deal with me later? Is this how you deal with me emotionally?"

Zhao Dong's expression remained unchanged and he said: "You heard wrong. It's not about cleaning up, it's about explaining."

"How is it? Is the strength appropriate? Is it heavy?"

Sophie asked again, "You also said that I am a bit embarrassed by your pampering. Could it be that I heard it wrong?"

Zhao Dong raised his head, "Did I say this?"

Sophie narrowed her eyes, "You didn't say that?"

Zhao Dong shook his head like a rattle, "I never said that, you must have heard wrong."

Sophie nodded repeatedly, "Okay, then let me ask you again, who is the big king and who is the little king in our family?"

Zhao Dong had a serious look on his face, "Honey, what you are asking is not playing poker. How can there be a big king and a little king? There is only one queen in our family. When did we have a little king?"

Sophie said in a long voice, "Oh, really?"

Zhao Dong nodded, "Yes!"

Sophie was confused, "There is no big king or little king? So when we encounter differences, who should listen to whom?"

Zhao Dong replaced kneading with tapping, repeated the movements neither lightly nor harshly, and said, "Listen to my wife, why do you need to ask?"

Sophie sneered, "How can this be done? If this word gets out, how can your Dong brother have any face in front of his brothers?"

Zhao Dong asked back, "What kind of face do you want? Is face important?"

Sophie also asked, "Isn't face important? Then what is important?"

Zhao Dong said matter-of-factly: "Of course my wife is more important!"

The Sophie sat back on the sofa, raised her legs, and lightly kicked off her high heels, revealing a white and tender sole.

The smooth insteps attract the eyes, and even the air seems to be heating up!

Following Sophie's movements, there was a "bang" sound, and the heel of the shoe hit the ground hard, which also made Zhao Donghui reluctantly come to his senses.

Zhao Dong didn't know why. When he turned his head, he happened to meet those slightly cold eyes.

Sophie's face was indifferent, "What are you looking at?"

"Didn't you say that face is not important? Rub it for me!"

Zhao Dong stretched out his hand and grabbed it, shouting, "Okay!"

As soon as she stretched out her hand halfway, she heard Sophie exclaim, "Ah... Zhao Dong, you are a pervert, I am just kidding you!"

Immediately afterwards, the only thing left in the room was Sophie's exclamation, "Get out of here, don't touch me."

"Itchy...itchy...you're going to die!"

"Don't...wuwu...honey, I was wrong!"

After the madness, the next moment, two figures were stacked on the sofa.

Sophie's face was red, her eyes were bright, she was breathing hard, and even her words changed to emphasize, "You are a pig, you are sinking to death, get down quickly!"


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