My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Brandon's whole body tensed up instantly.

Seeing this, the smile on Janet's face became even brighter.She tilted her head to look at him in a somewhat innocent-like manner, to which Brandon tightened his jaw and pursed his thin lips.

"What's the matter? You look flustered.Brandon, you were never like this in bed before."

Janet continued to banter with him.

Brandon himself once admitted that he was wild in bed.

So why was he so shy now? Janet found it oddly amusing.

Upon hearing her, Brandon's steps became unsteady subconsciously.

Was she telling him the truth? In his memory, he had never slept with a woman.

Moreover, Janet was nothing but a stranger to him now.

How on earth could she know what he was like in bed? Seeing the hesitant and uncertain look on Brandon's face, Janet suddenly wanted to keep on teasing him.

She pulled his suit jacket and led him into the master bedroom.

you come inside and look around? After all,

to the doorknob

walked into the room slowly, as if he was about to face a

her mouth and said gently, "Well,

water from the bathroom

reason, he

shook his

just

could she do to him? After stepping out of the shower, Janet saw that Brandon hadn't left.He was sitting quietly on the sofa, reading

white shirt were unbuttoned, exposing his sharp collarbone

wet hair, Janet sat on the edge of the bed and asked, "Aren't you going to take a shower before going to

I was waiting for you

the woman in

up and down, and his voice was a little hoarse for reasons he couldn't explain.He had flipped through the magazine in his hand twice or thrice now, but nothing seemed to register in his mind.He

to the bathroom.He was at a complete loss as to what to do, which

him.And it worked.His mind went

He walked out

a bedside table lamp