Chapter 1681

Fortunately, because Xiao Xinlin always played games until late at night, Wang Liu now slept with her daughter to get a good night's sleep, so she didn't let Xiao Xinlin notice anything unusual. She also used the washing machine to wash the bedsheets in the morning before Xiao Xinlin woke up; in any case, Xiao Xinlin never concerned himself with whatever housework she did.

Because Xiao Xinlin liked playing games and was a homebody, his body wasn't considered strong; on the contrary, he was quite frail and weak. He didn't have much need for marital life; having it once a month was already good enough. Each time, he would finish in three minutes at most, and then he would fall into a deep sleep. How could he satisfy the thirty-year-old Wang Liu?

Wang Liu's long-term deprivation was also the reason she wondered why she would have such shameful dreams; she felt this shouldn't be her own intention.

Wang Liu hesitated in this self-deceiving way for two days. Today, she finally gathered the courage to invite Su Xinghui, and to her surprise, the invitation was successful. When she walked out of Su Xinghui's office, her heart was pounding.

Returning home, she could use trivial matters to force herself not to think about these things, but now, alone in the bathroom taking a shower, she couldn't help but start thinking of Su Xinghui again.

In her mind, she kept replaying that dream from that day. That dream felt as if it had truly happened—so clear, playing on a loop, making her body increasingly flushed and her mind more and more confused.

Her hand caressed her own body, moving over a certain part. She didn't know how much time had passed when she let out a long, coquettish moan, her body softening. Her face was as red as peach blossoms, beautiful beyond compare.