Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease! - Chapter 244

Chapter 244

Chapter 244: Scrub Scrub Scrub

“Scrub yourself!” Song Wuyou’s eyes spit fire as she glared at Gu Yanhao .

“It wants your touch . ” Gu Yanhao led her hands downward .

“You——!” Song Wuyou pulled her hand back forcefully, but she was still weak against his strength .

This man was actually pinning her hand and scrub, scrub, scrubbing…

Her shyness evolved into anger, “Gu Yanhao, aren’t you the least bit scared that I will break it?”

He was just exhaling in pleasure, obsidian eyes like deep abysses, “You’ll feel reluctant . ”

Song Wuyou sneered coldly, “Who said so? I’ll break it . ” Song Wuyou’s hand exerted pressure, squeezing like she was really going to snap it in half .

“Siiiiiii——!” Gu Yanhao inhaled sharply on a wave of pleasure . Intermittent pain and pleasure made his handsome face seem a little distorted, yet he was adamant about keeping Song Wuyou’s hand there, not letting go .  His eyes were red-rimmed and deep, tinged with dissatisfaction .

Song Wuyou actually wanted to twist it . She barely touched it and he was already breathing heavily, scaring her .  Staring at his intoxicated yet unfulfilled face, her heart raced .

Gu Yanhao’s eyes seemed a little hazy, half-closed as he coaxed her, “Don’t twist . Rub, hold it and rub . ”

“Dream on!” Song Wuyou struggled to pull her hand away once again .

Gu Yanhao wouldn’t let go, staring her down with a pitiful expression: “Uncomfortable . ”

“Deal with it yourself!”

“Song Wuyou, you’re torturing me!”

“How did I torture you? You actually want…?”

“Want your head!”

“Rub, the faster you rub the faster I’ll finish!” The man’s voice was hoarse to the point of being unrecognisable .

“…… . . ” Song Wuyou fiercely glared at him . She really didn’t want to rub,  however, if she kept struggling, pulling back and forth, it would be detrimental to his wound .  On the other hand, if she gave in to him and rubbed, Song Wuyou would feel… vulgar . But then again, in a little corner of her heart there’s was a voice saying: What’s vulgar about a wife helping with a husband’s sexual needs?

“I feel really bad . ” Gu Yanhao lowered his head, lightly touching his forehead to hers while pleading in a hoarse voice, “Wuyou, help me . ”

“Just this once!” Song Wuyou’s heartbeat sped up crazily .

“En, just this once . ” Gu Yanhao smiled .

Just this once . In the future, he’d use her body and not her hand .

…

Mrs . Song dressed up with style, carrying the branded handbag Song Jiuyue gifted to her as she exited the villa . She had made an appointment with the neighboring villas madams to play mahjong together .  Just as she exited the villa, her mobile phone inside her branded bag rang . Pausing her steps, she fished the phone out and noted the strange numbers on the screen . She wanted to ignore the call at first, but after seemingly realising something, Mrs . Song connected the call .

The moment the call was connected, a cold male voice sounded from the other end: “Miss Yang, why hasn’t the remaining balance been transferred into my account yet?”

Mrs . Song was shocked! Her heart rose to her throat, “You’re not dead?”

“Hehe, you want me to die so badly?”

Mrs . Song glanced around furtively as she questioned, “Where are you?”

“Don’t bother yourself with knowing where I am . I only want to know when the remaining balance will be transferred into my account?”

Noticing there was no one around her, Mrs . Song’s face turned grim, “I heard Song Wuyou is not dead!”

The other side snickered, “Are you trying to negate on the payment?”

Mrs . Song: “I’m not trying to negate or anything I want you to try again . Kill Song Wuyou!”

The other side: “It’s fine to make another attempt, but pay up . My principle is very simple: regardless of the success of failure of the job, the hirer must clear their payment . ”

Mrs . Song: “Kill Song Wuyou, and I’ll definitely give you the money!”