The CEO’s Dancing Wife – Part Two

Fu Xiaotang let out a small “humph” from her nose, not speaking, but the dimple on her cheek faintly showed. Fang Junjie reached out, tucking the stray hair behind her ear, his fingers lingering on the smooth skin, and noticing the damp, dark hair on her white neck, he was reminded of certain scenes from the night before, his heart stirred. Fu Xiaotang noticed that Fang Junjie had been silent for a while. She turned her head to look at him and saw that he was gazing at her with deep affection, his eyes filled with an ocean-like depth. A warm feeling spread through her heart, lazily and softly, permeating every part of her body. Fang Junjie leaned in slowly, gently turned her face towards him, and kissed her deeply. Amidst the dizziness, Fu Xiaotang was still concerned about the flour on her hands, hoping not to get any on him. After a long while, Fu Xiaotang, slightly breathless, leaned into Fang Junjie’s embrace. Fang Junjie held her, glancing around, and whispered in a husky voice, “Why did you make so much? Why not go upstairs to rest in a bedroom? Or,” his voice paused with a hint of amusement, “wasn’t last night enough for you?” Fu Xiaotang, embarrassed, picked up a freshly fried pancake and stuffed it into Fang Junjie’s mouth to change the subject, “Try this…” Fang Junjie chewed and nodded in approval, “Delicious.” Fu Xiaotang, however, was unsure, took the half-eaten pancake from his mouth, tasted it, and frowned, “What? I think there’s too much salt. It’s salty!” Seeing Fu Xiaotang’s natural actions, Fang Junjie felt delighted, laughed, and grabbed the remaining quarter from her hand, throwing it into his mouth, “It’s delicious to me.”