Father Chi Is Back

When his wife spoke, Qi Zhenbai stared at her rosy, parted lips. His Adam's apple bobbed and his thin lips were pursed tightly. Under the light, he looked at his wife's white and tempting collarbones, and his whole body burned.

He had been holding it in for the past few days. It would be fine if he had never gotten a taste, but after getting a taste and knowing how wonderful it was, holding back for a few days was already pushing his limits. Including the days before his wife left, he had held back for almost a week. Now that he had found an opportunity, how could he hold back?

The man's voice was hoarse. "Wife!"

Chi Shuyan didn't really want to do it with this man now. She wanted to sleep, okay?

"Yan Yan!" the man called out intimately again, his voice even rougher than before.