Beware the Appearing Cute Wife! Chapter 755 - 836: This Man’s Mouth Is Too Venomous

Chu Mucheng’s eyes seed to carry fire, coldly fixed on her.

After he entered the room, he noticed the wall lights in the living room were on, and so were the ones in the bedroom.

It wasn’t pitch black!

And this feeling was very warm. It was as if soone was waiting for him to co ho!

It was a feeling of being awaited, of being anticipated by soone, making him feel needed!

Seeing the woman sleeping soundly on the bed, a different sensation suddenly rose in his heart.

He had never thought that such a woman would appear in his life.

Back then, when An Xiaoyu suddenly appeared in his house, his heart resisted, because An Xiaoyu seed like an intruder, and she was the daughter of Su Linxue, whom he detested.

They say love extends to what one loves, and conversely, hate works the sa way.

So he didn’t like An Xiaoyu, didn’t like the girl who suddenly barged into his life.

But later, everything had unknowingly changed.

Now, the appearance of Tao Zhixiang was also an unexpected event in his life. She was different from An Xiaoyu, yet this woman’s stubbornness and strength made him see her in a new light.

That night, he felt like he was holess, but unknowingly he had co here again...

Even he couldn’t believe he found himself coming here repeatedly! Was he under a spell?

At this mont, looking at the woman beneath him, Chu Mucheng felt his heart in turmoil.

Tao Zhixiang struggled, reaching out to block him; the bedside lamp was dim, and under the dim light, Chu Mucheng’s face seed cold and distant.

However, there was a fervent fire slowly flickering in his eyes.

"Call my na."

Chu Mucheng’s voice carried a deep allure, ringing in her ear.

Tao Zhixiang’s heart trembled; she didn’t know how to call him.

"Call my na."

This man, why is he so wicked!

She didn’t want to speak, didn’t want to call him, but what else could she do?

Now, it seed she had no room left for resistance.

Tao Zhixiang opened her eyes, eting Chu Mucheng’s burning gaze, mustering the courage to speak.

"Chu Mucheng..."

Because she had just woken up, Tao Zhixiang’s voice carried a soft and lazy undertone.

"Call it again."

"Chu Mucheng!"

That night, the cold wind howled outside, a scene of winter’s chill.

But inside this small apartnt, inside this bedroom, because of this woman’s presence, Chu Mucheng felt great warmth.