Chapter 11 (2/2)

The perfect example of a man who looked slim in suits but was beefy and muscular without them!

Jun Wuwang had washed his hair, and it was still dripping wet. The droplets from his hair dripped onto his shoulder, flowed down his shoulder, flowed past his chest, down his six-packs, and then… they disappeared down into the bath towel!

She wanted so much to remove the annoying towel to see where the playful water droplets had slid down to!

Su Xiao’ai didn’t know what to say.

Oh, goodness, Su Xiao’ai, what are you thinking? Quick, stop yourself from letting your imagination run wild! You’re a cute and beautiful young lady! Not an alluring, sexy lady… she thought.

Su Xiao’ai’s face reddened further at her own perverted thoughts.

Master Jun shot the rosy-faced Su Xiao’ai a cold look. Ignoring her, he sat down in front of the dresser and uttered only two words, “Come here.”

It had a tone of power and authority. It was an order, and he was not to be questioned!

“Are you talking to me?” Su Xiao’ai pointed at herself in shock.

Jun Wuwang turned around and fixed his icy stare on her. He replied sarcastically, “Is there anyone else in this room?”

Erm…

Su Xiao’ai, stunned for a moment, quickly stumbled over to his side. She stood there, waiting like an idiot.

Master Jun continued his orders. “Blow my hair for me.”

“Why do I have to blow your hair for you? Can’t you do it yourself?” Su Xiao’ai was confused.

Jun Wuwang gave her a frosty glance. “Now that you’ve married me, it’s your job to serve me.”

Su Xiao’ai didn’t know what to say.

“In what ways… do I have to serve you?” Su Xiao’ai asked carefully, an uneasy feeling rising in her heart.

“Well, it’s what a normal housewife should do. Washing the clothes, taking care of the children…” Master Jun’s voice was as cold as usual.

Su Xiao’ai didn’t know what to say.