After Divorce, Hidden Marriage Husband Became Addicted to Me

Fu Tingzhou’s pupils were deep, and he looked at the woman’s face with a faint smile on it. It was as though she had a mask on, which he did not like, but her answer brought him a moment’s peace. His hand hooked around the woman’s waist—Tang Xi’s waist was very slender, he could embrace it with one hand as if playing with a beloved object, his hand gently gliding over the woman’s waistline.

Tang Xi felt a little ticklish and tried to dodge away.

She was naturally sensitive, and the ticklish sensation made her uncomfortable, causing her to instinctively shift back, right against the man’s solid chest. The temperature in his embrace was somewhat cool, but the palm of Fu Tingzhou’s hand was scorching hot on her waist.

Xu Rongchen pushed open the door and walked in.

Tang Xi’s cheeks reddened slightly; she wanted to come out of the man’s embrace— their current posture was indescribably intimate.

Xu Rongchen glanced at the overturned teacup on the floor and the cushion that had been splashed with tea. Xu Rongchen naturally understood what had happened. His lips curved into a genteel, faint smile, and he motioned for his assistant to replace the cushion before taking a seat.

"Such a good tea, what a pity."

Fu Tingzhou, "If you like it, I’ll ask the owner here for some to give you."