My Superstar Wife Is So Popular-Chapter 714 - 712: Do You Need My Help to Button Up?

Wen Qiao was busy fiddling with her phone, her head not even lifting as she said, "Then next time, remember to record it in advance so you can play it on loop."

"I want to hear it live." Fu Jinghen, feeling ignored, raised his hand to block her phone screen, "Say it again."

Wen Qiao tilted her head, "If I say it too much, it’ll lose its value. I don’t want to."

"It won’t, the more you say it, the more valuable it becomes."

Wen Qiao didn’t fall for it, "But just now, you only got my reward because you let me win the game. Now there’s no benefit, why would I say it for no reason?"

Fu Jinghen removed his hand from her phone, "Then I’ll let you win another round."

As he spoke, he quickly and accurately kissed the corner of Wen Qiao’s lips, "No backing out now."

Wen Qiao, "?"

Had she agreed to anything yet?

Although very resistant, Fu Jinghen still found a way to pry her lips apart.

The warm afternoon sunlight through the floor-to-ceiling windows bathed the spacious and bright office, casting light over the intertwined figures on the couch.

Wen Qiao, her head tilted back, was forced to endure Fu Jinghen’s kisses, her mind gradually losing clarity.

The ambiguous and lingering atmosphere enveloped them, the man’s heavy breathing making Wen Qiao’s brain even duller.

The two gradually lost control, no longer satisfied with just simple kisses.

Fu Jinghen lifted the hem of her top, removing the barrier, the delicate touch making him greedily linger. He caressed her "butterfly valley" for a while before moving further down.

Suddenly, Wen Qiao felt something on her back loosen.

She abruptly opened her eyes, her gaze still slightly dazed.

Fu Jinghen paused too, looking down at her, slowly blinking with a somewhat innocent expression, "...I didn’t mean to."

"..."

That familiar heat rushed to her forehead again, Wen Qiao flushed and slapped him, "Are you going to say this wasn’t under your control again?"

"No," Fu Jinghen chuckled, his voice hoarsely unable to hide, "I can take responsibility for my actions now."

Wen Qiao slapped him again, "Get lost!"

Fu Jinghen looked at her, unresponsive, but his eyes clearly had a goal.

Wen Qiao naturally understood what he wanted, she gritted her teeth and called out "hubby," asking, "Is that enough?"

Fu Jinghen shook his head, "It doesn’t sound sincere, more like an enemy than a husband."

"..."

You know that too!

To escape from this man’s clutches as soon as possible, Wen Qiao suppressed the urge to slap Fu Jinghen again and called him "hubby" several times in the coquettish tone she usually used with him. 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

Though she didn’t feel pleased, Wen Qiao had nonetheless fulfilled his wish, and he seemed quite content.

"Can you take your hand away now?"

"Do you want me to help fasten it?"

"No!" Wen Qiao clenched her teeth, "Go work! Now, immediately, right this second!"

Fu Jinghen obediently withdrew his hand but did not let go of her, burying his head in her shoulder nook, his voice low and pressing, "Let me hold you a little longer."

"What’s there to hold, let go—"

Wen Qiao struggled in Fu Jinghen’s arms, during the chaos somehow touched something, and her body stiffened, halting her movements.

"Are you being honest now?"

"..."

Wen Qiao nodded slightly.

Being honest.

No more daring to be dishonest.

Wuu wuu wuu.