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.

don't you come inside and look around? After all, we used to

to the doorknob

refuse her, he walked into the room slowly, as if he was about to

he looked, Janet was amused.She covered her mouth and said gently,

water from the

reason, he

shook his head and chastised

was just

of the shower, Janet saw that Brandon hadn't left.He was sitting quietly on the sofa, reading a magazine.He had taken off

two buttons of his white shirt were unbuttoned, exposing his sharp collarbone and pectoral muscles.He looked extremely

of the bed and asked, "Aren't you going to take a shower before going

I was waiting for you

up at the woman

he couldn't explain.He had flipped through the magazine in his hand twice or thrice

a

though she was deliberately trying to seduce him.And it

walked out wrapped in

only a bedside table lamp illuminating