With such an outstanding husband, how many women must be envious?
She had to be prettier than any other woman to deeply bewitch her husband.
Yu Jingchen's handsome face slowly leaned down, and the faint scent of tobacco mixed with the aroma of desire sprayed continuously onto her cheeks. "Want to always capture my attention, huh?" he whispered.
An Ning nodded emphatically. "Mm-hmm."
He lightly kissed her red lips. "Seeing as you're so dedicated, I can give you a piece of advice."
"Tell me." An Ning really wanted to know, to play to his preferences.
He curved his lips into a smirk. "Of course, it's to satisfy me in every way. Don't always let me serve you, you need to serve me more!"
"You..." An Ning was breathless and rolled her eyes exasperatedly.
She should have known such a man would offer no serious advice.
Yu Jingchen pressed forward step by step; she retreated until her back hit the office desk.