Khi Công Chúa Chủ Động Đeo Dây Chuyền Ngực

I came across a help post asking, 'What should I do if my wife still doesn't like me after I've worked on my abs?' I started typing furiously: 【Do you not understand the appeal of a white shirt stretched to its limits? Have you bought that glittering silver chest chain? Do you know that tears and blushing are a man's best cosmetic enhancements? Would it kill you to buy a leather collar with a chain and hand the other end to your wife?】 A loud crash suddenly came from the second-floor study, like a stool being knocked over. My CEO husband from our business-arranged marriage rushed downstairs like a gust of wind. When he returned, he had removed his heavy trench coat, revealing a slightly tight white shirt. His face was flushed red, and his voice hoarse as he said, 'Honey, could you check if this is an allergic reaction...?' A warm, glittering silver chest chain—still carrying his body heat—plopped abruptly onto my face.