As she spoke, she blew a breath toward him, her seductive eyes like silk, fully displaying the ultimate allure of a woman.
This woman... was nothing short of a succubus personified.
Mo Shiche's Adam's apple rolled, and he laughed in a hoarse voice, "Is it I who's in a hurry, or is it you, who bought this nightgown specially to tempt me?"
To seduce him just as she used to.
To yearn for his love and admiration with eyes only for him, just as before.
This was the Luo Qiangwei he knew, the woman who had made the deepest impression in the twenty-four years of his life, whom he had completely grown accustomed to.
"Husband, what are you saying? Of course, I bought the nightgown for you,"
Luo Qiangwei narrowed her charming, feline eyes, her delicate tongue peeking out from her red lips as she spoke softly, "I'm so obedient and considerate of you, shouldn't you reward me?"
In reality, she hadn't done much, but a few words and small actions were enough to stir his intense desire—
