Two-Faced Husband, Have Some Decency!

His tongue danced wildly in her mouth for a long while. Only when he felt her tongue was completely tired out did he stop. As he slowly withdrew from her lips, he saw her breathing heavily, her cheeks burning red. At that moment, she seemed especially submissive.

Suddenly, Qi Chengzhi spanked her. ”You’ll have your fun during this period, but once it’s over, just you wait!”

As he said that, his hot palm cupped her back waist and vigorously pushed her against his pole underneath. He continued until Song Yu’s face was red hot and shaking.

The words he uttered just how frightened Song Yu a little. Once these three months of pregnancy has passed, just how ferocious would he become?

She had some regrets about teasing him so much just now. She twisted around in his arms, her face squeezed against his chest. In a gentle voice, she murmured, ”Don’t you have unfinished work?”

”You knew that, yet you disturb me?” he raised an eyebrow and teased.

Song Yu’s face burned red. Embarrassed, she kept her forehead firmly against his chest. ”You should get to work. The earlier you finish, the earlier you can rest.”

Qi Chengzhi stared at her with gentle eyes. Feeling his gaze, Song Yu buried her face deeper into his chest. He then leaned down and gave her a long, passionate kiss on her lips. Expanding as he pleased, he kissed her along the corner of her lips and rubbed his lips against every corner of her cheeks several times. Only then did he finally let go of her. In a deep, husky voice, he coaxed, ”Go to sleep.”

Song Yu laid down facing him, her forehead pressed on his body. As she listened to his slender fingers tapping on the keyboard, she drifted off to sleep.

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On Thursday, Qi Chengzhi drove to Dynasty.

He stood outside Mu Huaisheng’s suite and rang the doorbell.

Mu Sisi was modeling for herself in front of the mirror, turning her head left and right to judge her beauty. The doorbell rang. She froze. She looked at the door, then back to the mirror. Taking a deep breath, she checked her smile, combed her supple long hair, then finally scuttled to her room door and opened it.

”Big Brother Chengzhi?” Mu Sisi greeted dumbfoundedly.

Qi Chengzhi’s gaze was cold and distant. There was not a trace of warmth on that elegant face of his. In an aloof manner, he stated, ”Your brother asked to meet me.”

”Oh yeah! My brother had some matter to attend to, so he went out. He said he’ll be back very soon and told me to let you in first,” Mu Sisi explained. She opened the door and let Qi Chengzhi in.

Qi Chengzhi frowned, but he entered anyway.

Mu Sisi poured a cup of tea for him and said, ”I’ll leave you here with tea while you wait. I’ll return to my room first.”

Mu Sisi smiled at him then returned to her room.

Qi Chengzhi stared at the steam coming off the tea but did not drink it. He sat there for nearly ten minutes but Mu Huaisheng had not returned yet. Impatient, he took out his phone to give Mu Huaisheng a call.

”Big Brother Chengzhi,” Mu Sisi’s voice sounded again. However, she sounded different this time. She intentionally lowered her voice and it sounded slightly coarse yet delicate—the kind of voice used to lure and seduce others.

Qi Chengzhi looked up expressionlessly. He saw that Mu Sisi’s clothes from before had disappeared. Instead, she had on a white hotel bathrobe. The long sleeves covered her entire arm and the robe ran all the way to her ankles, making her appear small and dainty.

The band on her waist was tied loosely, exposing her alluring collarbones.

Her fingers slithered out from the sleeve cuff and slowly tugged on the band on her waist. As the band loosened, the bathrobe opened up. A small gap emerged, which was enough to show him that she was completely naked inside that robe.

Mu Sisi’s hands were holding the front of the robe. She proceeded to pull away the entire robe and let it fall by her feet. Nude, she presented herself in front of him, exposing her ampleness and the bundle downstairs, obvious when in contrast with her pale white skin.

She did not bother to cover anything up. She wanted Qi Chengzhi to see.

Qi Chengzhi stood up, storm clouds descended on his elegant face. He did not even glance at her. With large steps, he strode towards the door.

Now, he knew that Mu Huaisheng was never coming back. The message was either a collaboration between those two or sent by her using Mu Huaisheng’s name.