In Jiang Yanshen's memory, Lin Qingqian had always been an obedient and docile person. She had never gone against his wishes.
It was as if her sky would collapse if he so much as frowned slightly in front of her. Why did she suddenly seem to have become a different person now and was determined to get a divorce?
Lin Qingqian slept very peacefully and did not notice that there was someone standing by the bed. When she turned over, she had kicked off half of the blanket on her body, revealing her snow-white shoulders.
Jiang Yanshen bent down and pulled the blanket up for her. His gaze inadvertently swept across her red lips, and his Adam's apple tightened.
He was not a lustful person, and he had only been intimate with her a few times. However, those few times were enough to make the self-control he was so proud of collapse.
Losing control was not a good thing for him!
Breathe, breathe again, try to suppress his lust…
