The Substitute Wife: 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.

come inside and look around?

to the doorknob

her, he walked into the room slowly, as if he was

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

of running water from the bathroom

some reason, he

he shook his head

was just

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

buttons of his white shirt were unbuttoned, exposing his sharp

her wet hair, Janet sat on the edge of the bed and

I was waiting

the

a little hoarse for reasons he couldn't explain.He had flipped through the magazine in his

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

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

He walked out wrapped in

with only a bedside table lamp illuminating the room