This was the first ti he had seen Di Jinxuan’s body, so naturally, he was very excited and really wanted her, but he had promised Di Yan.
So, he could only keep his promise, continually hypnotizing himself to hold back!
The longer the wine is aged, the more aromatic it becos!
While Nangong Jin took his ti in the bathroom, Di Jinxuan, wrapped in a blanket, pondered a question. The question was, Nangong Jin had seen everything just now and still managed to restrain himself, even when she ran away at that mont, he didn’t stop her?
Could that an it was true love?
Even if it wasn’t true love, it must an that Nangong Jin’s self-control was really strong, right?
It was really unexpected; he looked so passionate, unrestrained, and flirtatious, yet he could slam the brakes at the critical mont.
It genuinely took her by surprise.
While she was still pondering, Nangong Jin walked out of the bathroom, bare-chested, with only a towel wrapped around his lower body.
Di Jinxuan was startled, her hand holding the cup trembling.
Damn, this flirtatious, lascivious, old man was way too seductive!
Di Jinxuan couldn’t fully describe the feeling; his facial features were devastatingly beautiful almost like those of a divine being, perfect and gorgeous. A few strands of his damp hair fell across his forehead, adding an indescribable sexiness. It was too provocative.
His deep, peach-blossom eyes seed to ensnare souls effortlessly, seductively on their own without any need for gestures or gazes.
And that high, well-ford nose, the patterned, reddish-thin lips, my god, he was just too alluring.
He really, without exaggeration, looked better than a woman.
And that body was just too fabulously hot. His broad, powerful chest scread manliness, and that dominating yet sexy dragon tattoo simply made him irresistible.
His long, lean waistline was impeccable, the muscle lines on his stomach tantalizing.
Tiny, glistening droplets hung on his chest, seemingly reluctant to fall, sliding down over the firm muscles of his abdon, disappearing into the towel.
Di Jinxuan clicked her tongue, having to admit this man was unbelievably, outrageously handso.
Seductive, sensual, elegant, charming.
Di Jinxuan was srized for a mont.
Nangong Jin leisurely dried his hair, coyly curling his lips, his deep, shimring peach-blossom eyes suddenly turned to her, "Wife, what are you looking at?"
"Nothing." Di Jinxuan shifted her gaze. This man was enchanting, every glimpse at him was intoxicating.
Incredibly enchanting!
"Do you also want to check out your husband’s bare body?" Nangong Jin teasingly curled his lips, an air of natural seductiveness and roguishness about him.
Di Jinxuan shivered, put down her cup, and said earnestly, "I was just wondering when you are leaving?"
"Who said I’m leaving?" Nangong Jin naturally walked closer, as if expecting to stay, saying, "I’m not leaving tonight, wife, I’ll stay with you so you won’t be scared at night."
"Pfft..." Di Jinxuan couldn’t help but laugh, "I’ve been sleeping alone for almost twenty years, and I’ve never been scared, so I don’t need your company. Please leave, and rember to use the window,"
Nangong Jin remained unfazed, standing in front of Di Jinxuan and slowly folding his arms, with a sly tone, "Wife, you’ve been sleeping alone for almost twenty years, don’t you feel lonely, isolated, a little cold?"
Di Jinxuan blinked, replying briskly, "Not at all."
"But I do," Nangong Jin earnestly answered, sitting next to her, he reached out and pulled her into his arms, "I’ve been sleeping alone for twenty-six years, it feels very lonely, very isolated, and so cold."
Di Jinxuan: "..."
She was about to say how that was none of her concern when the dude had already naturally rolled onto her bed.
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