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Billionaire's Adorable Sweet Wife-Chapter 1038: Nothing More Than a Brief Union
Mrs. Han said nothing, just gently adjusted his shirt for him.
Such tenderness made Han Ping’s heart soften.
Mrs. Han looked up at him, her eyes filled with emotion: "I guess it’s work-related!"
Han Ping did not speak.
Mrs. Han was truly an understanding person, she continued: "When I married you, I admired your integrity! No matter what, I trust my husband’s choices."
Han Ping gazed deeply at her.
He asked, "In your heart, am I still the same as before?"
Mrs. Han gently tugged at his shirt button: "A little older, and even more handsome."
Han Ping looked around.
It was dark, and there was no one downstairs in the neighborhood!
He whispered in her ear, "Mengmeng being home alone for a couple of hours should be fine, right?"
Mrs. Han blushed.
After all, they were an old married couple, and she could guess what he intended.
As expected, Han Ping pulled his wife into the car and soon drove to the underground parking lot.
The back seat was laid flat, very spacious.
The car was a super large SUV, very heavy... no matter the activity, they wouldn’t be easily noticed.
...
Inside the car, the couple was entangled.
It was as if they had returned to their younger days.
Doctor Han devoted all his passion to his wife, and she also let herself go, allowing him to enjoy.
Finally... they calmed down.
Mrs. Han caressed her husband’s face. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺
The atmosphere was tender and romantic.
Mrs. Han said softly, "I know you’re feeling uncertain! I just want to tell you that Ms. Su and President Bao are truly dedicated people, with President Bao’s YR Group investing billions without seeking profit on projects, and Ms. Su’s Tongsheng Hospital about to start charity clinics; these are visible deeds."
Han Ping was silent.
Mrs. Han continued, "I’m not jealous of Xiruo, I’m concerned with right and wrong."
When Liu Xiruo was mentioned, Han Ping gently covered his wife’s lips.
He said, "Sorry for the past grievances! Rest assured, I never had such thoughts, and I will be mindful in the future."
Mrs. Han was stunned.
She couldn’t believe her husband changed so quickly!
But she still played coy, unwilling to easily go home with him.
Han Ping understood his wife’s thoughts, he lightly touched her waist, flirting with her: "The things we didn’t dare to do when we were younger, we’ve done them now, and you still won’t come home with me?"
Men can be quite shameless, he said: "The car is too constricting, can’t fully display skills!"
Mrs. Han sat up.
Her long black hair cascaded down, extremely beautiful.
She said elegantly, "Let’s just say we were willing, once like passing clouds and rain."
Han Ping couldn’t help but laugh.
But when it comes to verbal sparring, women are no match for men.
He quickly embraced her, countering: "How did it feel, any better than your husband?"
Mrs. Han pushed him away.
She buttoned her clothes properly, got out of the car, and said, "I have to keep Mengmeng company for piano practice."
In the end, reluctant to part, she added: "You come home early!"
Han Ping got out of the car and draped his coat over her, buttoning it up.
He insisted on walking her home, but Mrs. Han refused.
Yet Han Ping was firm, he whispered in her ear: "Anyone observant will see you’ve been up to something; it’s not safe to go home alone."
He rarely flirted like this, and Mrs. Han’s heart fluttered.
So she let her husband embrace her waist, half-heartedly resisting as he walked her home...
Han Ping, filled with love, didn’t sleep all night after returning home.
For the most part, thinking about his wife.
Sometimes, he thought of Su Ruanruan.
He admired Miss Su, thinking she was a good doctor!
At dawn, he couldn’t hold back and went to find Mrs. Han again.
Mrs. Han was sound asleep, and when she saw him coming, she complained, "You’re not young anymore, can’t be thinking of these things every day!"
Han Ping was taken aback.
Then he smiled slightly, "What are you thinking? I’m asking you to come with me to see Miss Su, she injured her leg, I want to have a look."’







