Master Jeon's Pampered Wife 2

2:04

“Score? Explain to me what this word means. Also, what is integrity? Do you think that these things still exist between us? Hmm?”

He suddenly lowered his body and his deep and magnetic voice came silently like the warm breeze. When his breath brushed past her eyes, she could not help but tremble slightly. Before she could react, Jungkook had already picked that wet towel up with his fingertips, and consequently, the scene beneath the towel was plainly visible…

Swoosh!

“Give that back to me!”

She waved a hand and slapped the surface of the water. When it splashed everywhere, she pulled him into the bathtub, then took the bath towel from the side and quickly wrapped herself up. Although she wanted to escape, the man was quicker than her. His long arms extended toward her and in the next instant, he accurately circled his arms around her waist. His tall figure instantly blocked her like a wall.

He instantly trapped the tiny Lisa against the wall.

“Initially, I was thinking about letting you go, but you asked for it, especially since I think you look quite energetic now.”

His black shirt was soaked while his eyes were kindling with fireworks as he fixed his gaze onto her, and his hand locked her hands that were going haywire down.

As she was about to be burned by his gaze, she could not help but tremble and softly chide, “I didn’t know you had the potential to be a pervert!”

“You aren’t wearing anything. If I can still stay cool, Missus, your happiness in life from now on should be worrying, understood?”

“I don’t understand… The night before yesterday, didn’t we just…?” she muttered.

“If you ate the night before yesterday, would you still eat today?” he answered rather justifiably.

“I only drank soup tonight. Okay, fine. My relative is visiting, Mr. Jeon.”

“Didn’t they just leave last week?”

“I’m very tired…”

“I think you look quite energetic.”

“I… Mmm!”

This man was great when he was usually serious, but when it came to these restless moments, she could never reject him, so she could only reciprocate.

Without waiting for her to react, she was already put onto the bed. The bedroom lights were not turned on. Even the wall lamp was switched off. The only faint light came from the bathroom and the street lamps from the yard outside.

“Qiqi... Qiqi said… The wedding dresses are here…”

Her breath was unsteady as her hands trembled while they unbuttoned his shirt, and he continued to be busy taking her temperature and scent from her collarbones in.

“It’s in the closet. We’ll try them on tomorrow,” said his raspy voice briefly, then he quickly pulled the towel on her away

In the darkness, you could only see several shadows thrown on the ground near the bed. After a while, the low melodious sounds of lovemaking were heard.

She was increasingly irresistible to him. Even after every mad indulgence, he still felt an indescribable feeling. He wished he could absorb her into his bloodstream and have them flow as one.

He cared more and more about her, to the point that he did not want to see her frown at all. It was so much that he wanted to share her every emotion. He thought that she should be feeling the same.