Chapter 55: Matters Between Husband and Wife

  A large, hot palm slipped into the already loose bathrobe, stroking that beautiful bronze body. The delicate touch made the owner of the hand tremble involuntarily. After a long and sleepless night, having taken several cold showers, his thoughts had been in fierce turmoil for a while, but ultimately, he couldn't resist the radiant beauty that kept flashing before his eyes. He told himself, she was his wife, why should he restrain himself? He was just exercising the normal rights of a husband, and as his wife, she had both the obligation and duty!

  The bathrobe slipped off her shoulders, revealing the curves of her body, soft and smooth to the touch. He only needed to exert a slight effort to pull her into his arms, burying his face in her hair, inhaling the faint scent of shampoo. He had never known that the smell of shampoo could be so alluring, making him reluctant to let go.

  Snow fell in a dream, feeling a burning sensation in her neck, and something was sliding on her body. She moved, wanting to push it away, but was held tighter by someone. The sudden tingling sensation on her chest, like an electric shock, made her whole body tremble, and she suddenly opened her eyes, staring at the darkness of the room, feeling that there was someone lying on her body, and she also let out a startled cry, regardless of her clothes being stripped off, and hastily slipped out from under the quilt.

  She had managed to sneak halfway when someone's large palm clamped down on her tiny waist, and then she saw his bright, spirited eyes in the darkness.

  "What are you doing?" He furrowed his brow, seemingly displeased with her earlier shriek and actions. But shouldn't she be the one asking that? Now it was him invading her, yet he's asking what she's doing?! Was he expecting her to pretend this body wasn't hers?!

  "What are you doing?" She trembled with her voice, staring at him without blinking, although her face was calm, but the hand under the quilt grasped the sheet tightly.

  He also stared at her, coldly smiling: "Don't you know what I'm doing?"

  Yes, it's ridiculous to ask, doesn't she know what he's doing? He's just exercising his rightful conjugal rights!!!

  "Didn't you say that you'd rather go find a ji girl than be with me?" She was pinned down by him, unable to get up, but she still didn't give up on this last thread of hope, thinking that he might suddenly take pity and let her go.

  He half-supported his body, one hand reached up and fiercely grasped her chin: "Am I that foolish? With free ones at home, why would I spend money?"

  So he thought of her as a free mistress?

  Suddenly feeling a sense of sadness, no longer wanting to have any resistance, since he has already doomed her, what's the point of her making futile struggles? In the end, it will only make herself more embarrassed.

  She didn't say anything else, just staring at him fixedly. He couldn't read the expression in her eyes, which seemed to hold a mix of stubbornness, resistance, shyness and anger, but most of all, perhaps resentment?

  "I just want to understand, what you said, between husband and wife..." He looked at her, mumbling, as if stunned by her expression at that moment, and also as if suddenly realizing his own behavior was not right towards her.

  But she seemed to have made up her mind, staring at him with an unyielding gaze, her clear and stubborn eyes making his heart tremble, making him feel that he was nothing.

  By the way, I just saw that Hong Xiu has added a new prop, a purse, which seems to be for everyone to send Hong Xiu coins to the author. I also see that many of you have already sent some~~ thank you all! From now on, please keep reading and commenting, and offer suggestions, sending cups of free coffee is the best support for Yan!!!