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.

look around? After all, we

clung to

room slowly, as

her mouth

water from the bathroom brought Brandon back to

reason, he felt

his head and

just a

sitting quietly on the

unbuttoned, exposing his sharp collarbone and pectoral muscles.He looked

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

was waiting

the woman in front

for reasons he couldn't explain.He had flipped through the magazine in

was at a complete loss as to what to do, which was a rare feeling for

in front of him half-naked, as though she was deliberately trying to seduce him.And it

out

a bedside