After the flash marriage, the fierce Jiuye kissed and hugged every day

As he approached, Wen Zhihe's breath was choked. His deep, magnetic voice made her ears itch and her cheeks became hotter and hotter.

She always felt as if she had a fever again and her body started to heat up.

Wen Zhihe's whole body seemed to be frozen, unable to move, her face was as red as a tomato, her thin white hands were twisted together, she was too shy to look at him and stammered, "You, you put it on yourself."

"But I want Zhizhi to help me put it on."

Fu Yuheng did not intend to get up. He continued to bend over, close to her earlobe, and looked sideways at the person with the flushed face. His voice was low and deep, and it was seductive and arousing.

The hot scent of hormones hit her face, tightly wrapping her body, and her neck was flushed.

Wen Zhihe thought that if she didn't evacuate, she would definitely catch fire.

She quickly distanced herself from him and stood on the other side, keeping some distance from him.

The powerful aura made her feel uncomfortable. After she distanced herself from him, Wen Zhihe's tense body relaxed a little.

She drooped her eyelashes, did not look up at him, and muttered quietly, "Doesn't he have hands? He is so old, but he still needs others to put on his clothes for him. How shameless."

Wen Zhihe couldn't help but complain to him in a low voice. Her voice was so soft that Fu Yuheng didn't hear what the little girl was muttering.

Fu Yuheng stood up and saw that the little girl seemed to be rejecting him and didn't want to put clothes on him.

He looked at her with his thin lips slightly raised and continued, "If you don't want to put clothes on me, it's okay. Either kiss me, or I kiss you. Zhizhi choose one."

After hearing what he said, Wen Zhihe opened her pair of black and white almond-shaped eyes wide and looked at him with an expression of disbelief.

Why is this man so shameless!

He obviously has hands, so why does he insist on asking her to dress him herself? I really don't understand him.

But if she doesn't put clothes on him, she has to kiss him, or he has to kiss her!

Fu Yuheng looked at the little girl in front of him who was lost in thought. To him, no matter what choice she made, he would be the ultimate beneficiary.

Wen Zhihe is like a little white rabbit, simple, cute and kind. But when she meets a cunning and sinister big bad wolf, she will be eaten and cannot escape.

She bit her lip and thought again and again. She would never choose to kiss him, or let him kiss her. She would not choose any of these options. There was only one choice, which was to put clothes on him.

Wen Zhihe looked ready to die. She turned around and faced him, "Okay, I'll wear it."

Those who didn't know would think she was going to the battlefield to kill the enemy.

Under Fu Yuheng's gaze, Wen Zhihe raised her foot and slowly walked towards him.

Looking at the firm and full chest muscles and well-defined abdominal muscles exposed in front of her, the body was so good that it was explosive. She had never seen such a stunning scene before, and the blush on Wen Zhihe's face deepened again, and her face became even redder.

He has a really great figure!

Wen Zhihe swallowed spinelessly.

Fu Yuheng took in all the little girl's expressions. He curled his lips to tease her intentionally, "What's wrong? Madam, do you like it?"

Wen Zhihe stared at the beauty in front of him, his mouth not following his brain, and blurted out, "I like it."

The smile on Fu Yuheng's mouth became more and more obvious. How could she be so cute?

Seeing him smiling so happily, Wen Zhihe's cheeks flushed when she realized what was happening. She was so flustered that she couldn't speak clearly. "Who, who likes it?"

"Oh, then I will have to practice more in the future and try to make my wife like you sooner."

Fu Yuheng bent down, looked at the shy and lovely woman in front of him, and couldn't help but gently rubbed her head.

Why is he like this again? He always likes to touch the top of her head. If he keeps touching her, she won’t grow taller.

Humph, damn it?? ? ? ? ??

Fu Yuheng stood up and reminded her, "Let's get started."

Wen Zhihe, who was suddenly caught, had her heart pounding and her face was red as hell.

She took a few deep breaths and adjusted her disordered breathing. It was just putting on some clothes. What was there to be afraid of? He would not eat her.

Wen Zhihe kept encouraging herself in her heart and tried not to be so nervous.

She slowly stretched out her hands. If she didn't stand on tiptoe, she probably wouldn't be able to touch his collar. Her height of 165cm made her look particularly petite and cute compared to Fu Yuheng's height of 190cm.

Fu Yuheng cooperated with her movements and bent down consciously. At this angle, she could easily dress him without having to stand on tiptoes.

However, the distance between them was very close, and she could touch his chin if she raised her head.

Fu Yuheng stared at her straight, making Wen Zhihe's cheeks turn red, as if she was drunk.

Wen Zhihe didn't dare to look at his eyes and immediately glanced to the other side.

She raised her hand to help him button his shirt.

She felt the buttons on his clothes, one after another. She didn't know if it was because the air conditioner in the cloakroom was broken or the weather was too hot, but Wen Zhihe felt that even the buttons on his clothes were very hot.

Wen Zhihe lowered her eyelashes shyly and continued to button her clothes.

Fu Yuheng's eyes were always on her and never left. His eyes were warm and tender, staring straight at the little girl in front of him.

Her eyes are very beautiful, a pair of big, round almond-shaped eyes, full of charm and clarity, like a pure, elegant camellia, full of pure and lively aura.

His eyes stayed on her lips, which were as plump and moist as cherries. With the moisture from biting her lips just now, she looked even more delicate and tempting, making one want to rush up and take a bite.

Fu Yuheng's heart was tightening little by little because of her. His eyes dimmed and his Adam's apple rolled up and down unconsciously. He couldn't help but lower his head and kiss her soft lips.

The moment his lips touched hers, Wen Zhihe felt as if struck by lightning.

There was a bang in my head and it exploded!

Completely exploded!!

Her whole body was frozen, unable to move. Her hands, which were buttoning her clothes, seemed to be frozen as well, as if they were cast under a spell, completely frozen!

The little girl's lips were soft and sweet, like jelly, with a hint of milky flavor, which made him addicted.

Wen Zhihe's heartbeat quickened when he realized what was happening, and he quickly reached out to cover his mouth, "You, you, how dare you kiss me!"

Her eyes widened involuntarily, her clear and clean eyes filled with shock as she stared at the man in front of her.

Fu Yuheng's eyes were level with hers, he looked at her lovingly, and reached out to gently pinch her soft face.

Her eyes were smiling, her voice was deep, magnetic, and beautiful, "You are my wife, what's wrong with a husband kissing his wife?"

Wen Zhihe's cheeks were so red that she couldn't face anyone, and her heart was beating uncontrollably. She covered her burning face with her hands and shyly trotted out of the cloakroom.