As she felt that he'd done it deliberately.
He always seemed so serious and self-disciplined, but when it came to this aspect, he had some terrible traits.
As she guessed…
She couldn't count on his words.
"Mo Yesi, don't touch…"
Before she finished her sentence, the man already held her tightly.
He pressed her body to his tightly and found her little hand.
He then began rubbing it slowly with just the right amount of force.
He chuckled and looked into her eyes, saying domineeringly, "I'm your husband. You're my wife. If you won't let me touch you, then who would you let?"
"Or, would you rather your husband touch someone else?"
Qiao Mianmian said, "… Mo Yesi, you…"
"Call me Hubby."
There was no response.
The man looked at her directly and said, as if in command, "Baby, call me Hubby.
"Didn't you call me that rather naturally when you were talking to Shen Rou in my office today?
