From Dusk till Dawn!

Her heart was a little discontent but she failed to notice it. She looked at him with pity before patting his head slightly "Don't worry, I'll help you."

Tang Yichen: "_" Help me with what?

The man was rather confused but then he shrugged it off at thought that she might be muddled after the kiss.

On the other hand, Mo Jia looked out of the window helplessly. She just had to offer free help to him. She can deal with his depression but she was rather... depressed.

She looked at the man who was suddenly behaving docile and she suddenly had the urge to.... pinch his cheeks?

Darn... these urges!

With that, her eyes suddenly shone with determination. She will help him treat his depression but in between she will find some time for herself. She will go out more and meet more men so that she would not have these urges for this particular man.

Mo Jia was rather slow in certain situations, even slower than Mo Yuhan. With the depression added to mix, she was sure that Tang Yichen had no particular feelings for her and she was more certain of her decision to get him out of her life.

Just like that, the wife-chasing path for Tang Yichen extended miles ahead but the person involved was grinning like a fox after he had a taste of her lips, completely unaware of the new problem thrown at him.

...

"Dirty...It's so disgusting," Tang Li had one hand on her waist as she glanced at the corner of the walls filled with 'spider webs'.

Well, it was imaginary. A normal person can bring a magnifying glass and he will not be able to see anything other than a tiny speck of dust. But this was Tang Li, when has she ever been a normal?

She was obsessed with cleanliness to the point that even the bossy CEO's from the famous manga will have to bow down to her. Her OCD was rather on point!

She was determined to clean this 'mess' today. With that decided, she dragged a huge folding staircase from the store room before adjusting it.

She was panting hard as leaned against the wall. After taking a few deep breathes, she covered her hands with gloves and used a mask to cover half of her face.

With a long broom in her hand, she started climbing up the staircase before cleaning her imaginary 'mess'.

After cleaning it a few more times, she looked at the wall, quite satisfied with herself.

"You should just stay clean like this," If her employees have witnessed this scene, they would have applauded for their demoness CEO's antics. She can even order a wall!

Just as she wanted to step down, her ankle twisted and she lost her balance.

"Ah..." she closed her eyes but the expected pain never came as she crashed into a warm embrace.

Her eyes were tightly shut and she slowly opened her right eye to peek at environment and make sure that she was alive.

Her heart was still beating fast from the fall so she failed to hear the sound of his messy heartbeats.

She looked just like a little bunny, dressed in that little denim jumpsuit shorts. She looked ever so cute as she glanced at him with one eye closed, just like the little girl who used to follow him around shouting 'Brother Yuhan this, brother Yuhan that...'

"My wife sure has weird fetishes like talking to the wall, how come I never knew?"

As thick skinned as she was, her face reddened when she was caught in such an embarrassing moment.

"But I seem to adore you more now," her eyes widened at his confession and her face could be compared to a ripe tomato.

"You...Let me go, I'm dirty," She started swinging her legs. Teasing him was enjoyable but being teased by him made her somewhat fidgety.

"You're not dirty."

"I am."

Mo Yuhan didn't even budge at her struggles "How about we get dirty together?"

With that, he hugged her as tightly as he could, rubbing her body allover his.

"You...You aren't allowed to do this."

"Then, how about we shower together?"

"You..." before she could speak, he carried her in his arms as they entered the bathroom.

Soon, the bathroom was filled with moans of pleasure. The couple made out for a long time but they didn't go to last step since Mo Yuhan insisted not to.

He knew very well how much he had tired her out last night, it's better to let her take a good rest so that he can eat his fill later.

Both of them wore their robes as Mo Yuhan helped her in blow-drying her hair.

"Lili."

"Hmm?" She had her eyes closed as she huskily replied, thoroughly enjoying the treatment like a lazy cat.

"It wasn't Mark that night."