Chapter 367 Mahjong Game and Special Talent_3

"Okay."

Shen Yuan glanced at Lin Yuchang, her graceful face showing a faint blush, her hair tied back in a low ponytail with a silk scarf, perfectly displaying the refined virtue of a young wife.

Today she wore a beige knitted dress, the thin material clung snugly to her body, revealing her curves in full, especially at the chest where plenty of snowy white was exposed.

Zeng Xianyong, are you out of your mind, having such a sensible and beautiful wife and not cherishing her, but instead fooling around with all those indecent women?

Shen Yuan couldn't fathom what he was thinking; he simply pulled Lin Yuchang into his arms and took in her scent.

She wore a berry-flavored perfume, rich and full to the nose, with a sweet allure.

Old Zeng doesn't care for you, I will... Shen Yuan lifted her face gently and made intimate contact with her moist lips.

Her lips were soft and well-hydrated, like the finest Boston lobster meat so bouncy to the bite.