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.

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

to

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

cautious he looked, Janet was amused.She covered her mouth

sound of running water from the bathroom brought

some reason, he

his

was just

saw that Brandon hadn't left.He was sitting quietly on the sofa, reading a magazine.He had taken off his suit jacket and carefully laid it on

of his white shirt were unbuttoned, exposing his sharp

hair, Janet sat on the edge of the bed and

waiting

at the woman

bobbed 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

walked to the bathroom.He was at a complete loss

in front of him half-naked, as though she was deliberately trying to seduce him.And it worked.His mind went blank and he stayed in the bathroom

He walked out

dimly lit, with only a bedside table