My Dear Wife, Please Be Gentle!
Chapter 167 - 168 You are a Wolf_1

Chapter 167: Chapter 168 You are a Wolf_1

Tan Zhenghong chuckled foolishly twice, quickly propped up the fallen items, and snickered, his wife’s shy look was really cute.

With that incident, acupuncture that evening became awkward.

Once Qiao Duo’er was done with the needles, she couldn’t help but let her eyes wander. Before her was a handsome man wearing nothing but a pair of short shorts that were rolled up at the waist, revealing an undeniable physique. How could she not have her mind race with thoughts?

She unconsciously swallowed, that dry-mouthed feeling returning.

After watching for a while, Qiao Duo’er impulsively reached out and touched his abs.

Springy, firm to the touch, it felt pretty good.

After pressing on the abs, her hand gradually moved up to the chest muscles, where she paused again, thinking about the flatness of her own chest, Qiao Duo’er felt depressed.

How could her chest be smaller than a man’s? So troubling.

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Qiao Duo’er’s mind flooded with ideas, oblivious to the fact that her hand had been in place for quite a while.

Tan Zhenghong spoke in a hoarse voice, "If you keep teasing me, I’m going to die of blood reversal."

Just caught red-handed, Qiao Duo’er felt a bit embarrassed, but that embarrassment lasted only for a few seconds before it vanished.

"Then you must hold back, if you die, I’ll remarry," she said.

Qiao Duo’er raised an eyebrow, her hand retracting slightly, remembering that someone had done the same to her once before. Now it was her turn for a little payback.

Tan Zhenghong took a couple of deep breaths as during acupuncture, one must focus and keep calm, avoiding any wild thoughts.

But with something feather-light sweeping over his chest, sending tingles straight to his heart, how could he not have thoughts?

Previously, his wife had always been serious, never teasing him. It turned out she had been pretending all along, and today her true colors were finally revealed.

Look at those gleaming, hungry eyes, as if she wanted to devour him whole.

This must mean his wife was quite pleased with his body, right?

Too bad his wife was a paper tiger. Despite appearing powerful now, when he desired her, she would start playing coy.

Each time she teased him until his blood boiled, and then she would turn and run, not caring that he was nearly suffocated.

Well, his wife was certainly a little temptress!

Tan Zhenghong kept taking deep breaths, suppressing the wicked fire inside him, and as soon as the needles were removed, the first thing he did was hug his wife and give her two firm kisses.

"You have no self-control; you lack all self-restraint," she chided.

Qiao Duo’er used her sleeve to wipe the spots where Tan Zhenghong kissed her.

Grinding his teeth, Tan Zhenghong retorted, "Starve a tiger for so many days, then tease it with a piece of meat, and see what happens?"

"Wrong, you’re not a tiger, you’re a lecher," Qiao Duo’er corrected, wagging a finger.

All Tan Zhenghong could see were his wife’s rosy lips. Before Qiao Duo’er could finish her sentence, he leaned in and began to nibble at her lips.

His technique was clumsy, making Qiao Duo’er feel not as if Tan Zhenghong was kissing her but rather trying to devour her.

Well, if a wolf he must be, as long as there was meat to eat, it was all good.

No, that’s not right; the meat could wait until after they were married. He couldn’t shortchange his wife, but surely a little nibble was permissible.

By the time Tan Zhenghong released her, Qiao Duo’er gasped for air, her lips burning as if she had eaten a bunch of hot peppers.

"Why don’t you just ascend to the heavens?" Qiao Duo’er glared at Tan Zhenghong.

Embracing Qiao Duo’er, Tan Zhenghong said weakly, "I can’t bear to leave you."