Glazed Violet Foam

The most dazzling figure in Beijing, the brutal and cold-blooded Dragon Lord received a phone call, "Husband, when are you coming home?" The man left a room full of big shots in the conference room and slipped away to go home and hold his wife. Ever since the Dragon Lord married his wife, he had become a slave to her whims. "Husband, it's time to hand over your personal savings!" "Okay, I'll give it to you right away." The man leisurely opened his wallet. She was the locked-up little wretch who couldn't escape, but when she opened her eyes again, someone else was in her body. She vowed to carve out a bloody path, from a down-and-out heiress to a national movie queen. She could concoct medicines and poisons and wield seduction as well as violence. Together, the little fairy and the Great Demon King joined forces, slapping faces and tormenting scum, doubling the indulgence in their joy!

Wild Whispers: Life with the Tycoon

He wanted Hou Tingfu to take a bath, hoping it would warm her up; without a bath, she would definitely catch a cold tomorrow.


Hou Tingfu struggled to pull up her dress, the long train dragging on the floor, and no matter how she tugged, layers of tulle were destined to fall into the basin.


Hou Tingfu looked up at him, "Can you hold up the hem for me? That way I can soak my feet better."


She didn't want to take off her wedding gown outright, and Yan Nanxun didn't insist. He stepped forward, lifted the hem of the wedding dress with both hands, and held it above his arms.


When Hou Tingfu immersed her feet in the basin, the hot water enveloped her ankles, and she relaxed completely.


At that moment, Yan Nanxun maintained his posture, holding up the hem, and the two were unusually close.


His gaze uncontrollably drifted to the low neckline of her dress.


Chapter 733: Don't Ask About True Intentions, I Just Want You (3)