Only then did Ye Jiajia lift the air-conditioning quilt on her, crawled out from under the quilt, and quickly put on her underclothes.
Just as she was about to put on a white two-piece dress, Gu Xu turned his head and looked at her. His eyes were sparkling.
"Stop looking," Ye Jiajia nudged his arm, "Turn around."
Gu Xu chuckled again.
"I told you to stop looking."
"Why can't I look at my own wife?"
"You already saw it," Gu Xu held her shoulders, pulling her into his arms. His broad palm involuntarily fell on her lower back, caressing her smooth skin. He smiled ambiguously, "Still feeling shy?"
Looking at his amorous smile, Ye Jiajia lowered her head, "I'm not used to it yet."
She wriggled out of his arms, grabbed the white dress beside the bed, and rushed into the bathroom.
Gu Xu looked at her as she disappeared into the bathroom, a graceful smile was overflowing from the corners of his lips.
