Chapter 494 - Luring Her Husband I (1/2)

Jiang Ruolan chuckled a little and got up to go to the bathroom. When she heard the sound of the water in the bathroom, she paused. This week, Xian Zihao had been busy with his work and didn't have time to accompany them ever since they arrived in Beijing. Today he finally got some time to accompany them. Every time he rushed back to the hotel for the past week, she had already fallen asleep, and even though she saw him every day, she still missed him.

Jiang Ruolan stopped in front of the mirror and looked at her appearance before showing a charming smile. Then she opened the bathroom door. Xian Zihao had just finished his shower and put on a bathrobe.

Water was dripping from his wet black hair, and his very handsome face was a bit startled when he saw her suddenly came in. He then smiled. ”You awake.”

Seeing the calm and clean gentleness in his eyes, Jiang Ruolan thought about how she had been wanting to hook up with him recently. Was it really as they said, a woman in her thirties was like a tiger? But she was only twenty-six years old, not even thirty yet!

Jiang Ruolan awkwardly stood in the middle of the bathroom door. After thinking for a moment, she smiled and called out softly, ”Hubby ~”

Next, her hand slowly grabbed the nightgown, lifting it above her knees.

Xian Zihao felt goosebumps appearing on his skin due to her abnormal voice. He raised his eyebrows and looked at her, but his hands remained calm as he tied his bathrobe.

Jiang Ruolan smiled when he looked at her. She then leaned her body against the bathroom door, blinked her eyes, and said softly, ”Hubby, you've been busy for the past few days. Do you miss me?”

It was unknown if Xian Zihao was shocked by her sudden actions. Jiang Ruolan couldn't tell exactly what he was feeling like right as he looked at her calmly. This was his expression when she tried to seduce him in the US.

Jiang Ruolan thought to herself as she carefully lifted the hem of her skirt until it revealed the roots of her thighs and then displayed another extremely flirtatious action.

Seeing that Xian Zihao was still staring at her thighs, Jiang Ruolan suddenly glared at him weirdly and muttered in her heart. 'What's wrong? Is he a wooden block? Why is there no reaction at all!'

Xian Zihao's gaze never left her thigh. He casually took a dry towel from the side with a smirk and placed it around his neck. He then said with a faint smile, ”Not bad.”

What?

Jiang Ruolan looked at him with a puzzled expression. 'Why does it look like Xian Zihao is asking for a beating?'

Lowering her head to carefully examine her legs, she looked left and right. Finally, on the side of her thigh, she saw something that looked very much like a turtle imprinted on it.

The corners of Jiang Ruolan's mouth twitched and she roared, ”Xian Chiahao! Xian An Na! You two little bastards!”

Jiang Ruolan spun like a whirlwind as she ran towards the two little demons.

She rushed in front of Xian Chiahao and Xian An Na, pointed to her thigh, and roared in anger, ”Who drew this?”

Xian Chiahao looked at her thigh, curled his lips, and turned to look at Xian An Na.

Xian An Na raised her head and looked at her mother's thigh. She then smiled innocently, ”I drew it!”

”Xian. An. Na!” Jiang Ruolan was so angry that she immediately rushed forward, grabbed Xian An Na's cheek, and pinched it. ”You little brat! Is there a daughter out there behaving like you? How dared you did this to your own mother! Brat! Are you really trying to make your mother angry?”

This damn girl was actually taking advantage of the fact she was still sleeping to draw a turtle on her thigh!

Who did she learn this from? Who did she follow!

It had caused Jiang Ruolan to lose face in front of Xian Zihao so early in the morning.

Xian An Na's face was red from being pinched, but she still looked at her mother innocently with eyes wide open. Then she turned and looked at Xian Zihao, who had just come out of the bathroom.

Jiang Ruolan was so angry that she almost vomited blood. She actually didn't want to take responsibility for killing her own daughter. She had to hold her anger back.

”Mommy, what's wrong? Didn't I draw well enough?” Xian An Na blinked innocently as she looked at Jiang Ruolan.