A Sweet Night The CEO Loves His Wife Ardently

Nell stared straight at James' collar. After she took a swallow, her mind went blank.

She suddenly didn't know what she should do.

"Uh, now I ... What should I do?" Nell asked James in an awkward voice.

James smiled at Nell, his chin pointing at his collar.

Nell finally remembered what she should do.

Taking a deep breath, Nell tried hard to shift her gaze away, forcing herself not to look at him again. Then, she asked awkwardly, "Well, why don't you ... do it yourself?"

James saw the hesitation and struggle in Nell's eyes. He smiled and said, "I'm injured now. It's inconvenient. If you don't want to help me, it's fine. I..."

"No need. I'll help you!" Nell interrupted James.

No matter what, James was injured because of her. And she would be less guilty if she could be able to help him recover as soon as possible. She made up her mind.Ccontent © exclusive by Nô/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.

In the end, she said, "Your figure is better than those of the top male models!"

As soon as he heard Nell mention male models, James' face immediately turned grim.

A strange aura filled the air, causing Nell to feel inexplicably nervous.

"You've seen a top male model?"

"Yes, I am a media worker. So I've seen a lot of male models in magazines."

The tense atmosphere in the air seemed to ease a little.

James' face was no longer so gloomy.

However, the next second, Nell added, "Moreover, we work on magazines and newspapers. We need to interview some male models and take photos of them. I got work to do. Naturally, I have seen them." The atmosphere that had just eased up once again became tense.

"How many male models have you met?" James' tone was flat.

Nell frowned. She felt that James' question was a little ambiguous, but she couldn't tell the reason.

She thought about it carefully. "Well ... I don't remember!"

James' face darkened. "It can't be that you don't remember because there are too many of them, right?"

Nell nodded honestly. "That's the reason!"

James was speechless.

He had expected that.

But he felt as if a fire was burning in his heart. The fire was about to burn him to ashes.

"You are now my girlfriend. You are not allowed to look at other men in the future!"

"No," Nell replied seriously, "I am now the editor-in-chief of Fair Magazine. I often work with male models and need to show them how to pose. So, this is impossible!"

After he heard Nell's words, James' face darkened even more.

Nell naturally didn't care if James' face was dark or not.

To clean James' body was also a very difficult task.

When she was wiping his body, she had to bend down. When she raised her head, Nell looked into James' eyes, which were staring at...

"You... you... you ..." Nell pulled up her clothes and glared at him angrily. "What are you looking at?"

James looked at her, half-naked. His gaze didn't move at all. He smiled calmly and said, "I haven't seen it before."

"You shameless!" she said to him angrily.

James looked at her innocently. "Why am I shameless? I am looking at my own girlfriend. What's wrong?"