LonelyDreamSeeker

People were jealous of her. An orphan married into a wealthy family and had a handsome, gentle, and wealthy husband.
Little did they know, they slept in the same bed but had different dreams, and seldom communicated.
People think his husband is perfect, but only she knows that he calls out other women's names in his dreams.
Even though she gave birth to twins, she didn't touch him.
So she filed for divorce.
Finding his wife abandoning her children and property just to be separated from him, he suddenly felt anxious.
When he returned home, he found only the hungry children waiting to be fed, and the bed was also so cold. A luxurious villa without a wife is just a pile of steel and concrete. He suddenly realized that he had already fallen in love with her, but she had become his unattainable heiress.
She said, "Sir, you have to queue up to chase me. You'd better go back and take care of your children."
He held his two children and smiled, "The children are too young to live without their mother. Let's give them back to you."
When the servant brought the children's luggage into the house, he emerged from a huge cardboard box and said, "I am the children's doll, and you can also think of me as an intelligent robot - with a complimentary warm bed service."
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CEO Daddy Begs Mommy for Remarriage

Actually, there was a small mirror on the car roof, but he didn't use it and commanded the woman with an impatient expression.


Mu Wanqing reluctantly raised her hand to help him wipe it off, even though her face showed unwillingness, seeing him just waiting like that.


It was unexpectedly soft to wipe a man's lips for the first time.


She was somewhat surprised and doubtful in her heart.


She always felt that men were hard everywhere, like stones, but she hadn't expected that their lips could be soft.


Every time he demanded a kiss from her, the touch was quite soft; she just never had the mind to ponder that.


After wiping several times, the lipstick stain was finally cleaned up, but his lips had become reddened from the rubbing, which looked somewhat odd.


"Done," she retracted her hand and sat back in her seat.


Wen Zhan felt restless, wanting to do something, but time did not allow it, nor did the occasion, and he could only suppress it.


Chapter 78: The Boy Next Door Returns Home in Glory