When they arrived in country y, the hotel was booked in advance. After checking in quickly, the two of them entered the hotel room together.

After a short rest, Song Shuyu was too tired and went to take a bath first.

Thanks to the many flights to City L of Country Y, she had already changed into her nightgown after taking a shower.

An ankle-length white nightgown appeared in He Huaichi's sight.

The man's gaze lingered on her body for a few seconds. Even though her body was a little tightly wrapped, having seen her in a wedding dress yesterday, he could imagine how charming her body was under her nightgown.

He Huaichi put down the wine glass in his hand on the coffee table, stood up and walked past her, went to the bathroom, and probably took a shower.

Song Shuyu looked at the place where He Huaichi had been sitting just now.

A third of the bottle of whiskey was on the coffee table.

When He Huaichi came out, he saw Song Shuyu sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed, his laptop in the middle, and a pair of black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose.

Her slap-faced face made it appear that the glasses were too big and seemed to have blocked half of her face.

Although Song Shuyu came from a famous family and had no worries about food and clothing in her life, it does not mean that she does not love work. The whiskey bottle next to her is already one-third full. This is Song Shuyu's work habit. She must drink some wine to make herself pay attention.

Power is more concentrated.

Perhaps he was too serious about his work that he didn't notice He Huaichi's arrival until he stood in front of her, taking most of the light.

A hand with sharp bones closed her computer.

Song Shuyu then raised her eyes to look at him. The man only had a bath towel wrapped around his waist, with his upper body exposed. His beautiful muscle lines were in front of his eyes, as if they were shining.

When he lowered his head slightly, there was a cold light on the top of his head, which showed that he was overly abstinent.

The too close distance filled the air with a hint of ambiguity.

Song Shuyu pushed the frame and asked, "Do you want to make up for the wedding night?"

The man simply took the computer away from Song Shuyu's arms, placed it gently on the coffee table, and said in a pleasant voice, "No?"

A pair of amber eyes locked her, and their deep eyes seemed to drag her into an abyss.

Song Shuyu asked funnyly, "Are you serious? I cheated on you on our wedding night."

"Just try and you will find out."

He Huaichi reached out and took off her glasses, making her beautiful face without makeup more clear.

He held her shoulders with his hands and laid her down on the sofa as if to guide her.

Because of the alcohol, Song Shuyu's reaction seemed to be a little slower.

When she reacted, the neckline of her dress had slid down to her collarbone, and her slender neck was exposed.

Whether intentionally or not, He Huaichi's fingertips brushed against her collar and inevitably touched the skin at her collarbone, which made Song Shuyu's body tremble slightly.

Through the thin material of clothing, Song Shuyu marveled at the burning heat of her body at this moment.

She bit her lip, feeling unwilling or angry. This little expression was easily captured by He Huaichi's deep eyes.

He Huaichi's palms had already covered her ankles and moved up little by little along the hem of her skirt.

"He Huaichi, have you ever treated Wang Ningxi like this?"

What a disappointment she said.

She noticed that the hand covering her calf paused, and He Huaichi's thin lips pressed against the side of her neck, and the place where his burning breath sprayed was hot, "Is the man who stayed with you on your wedding night alive?"

The side of her neck was numbed by him, and her whole body felt soft. But she still raised her face and asked with a smile, "Are you jealous?"

He Huaichi's breath brushed against her ear very lightly, and his voice was hoarse, "Never underestimate a man's possessiveness."
Chapter completed!