The Transformation in Lin Mengxuan's Heart

"Sigh, wife, have you finished eating?" Lu Zhengxun turned his head from the sofa, giving his wife a meaningful look.

Lin Mengxuan blushed, feeling inexplicably guilty. She dared not meet her husband's gaze and calmly swallowed the last mouthful of semen. Only then did she speak, "Um, finished eating..."

"If you're done, then go cook!" Lu Zhengxun's voice was calm, and he sat on the sofa, turning back to continue watching his television as if nothing had happened.

Lin Mengxuan breathed a sigh of relief, turned her head, and saw Derick beside her with a mischievous smile. She glared at him reproachfully.

Luckily, Lu Zhengxun didn't notice. If he had seen it, she might not know how to explain.

Thinking back, Lin Mengxuan felt a bit frightened. She had forgotten herself while consuming the man's penis, daring enough to give him a deep throat while her husband sat just five meters away.