Zhao Dong didn't have any temper at all and said with a smile, "If you don't touch me, how about I give you a leg kick? You must be tired after standing all day. My wife is working too hard."
After he finished speaking, he walked around to the front again, squatted down, and pressed his hands on Sophie's calves.
There was only a thin layer of stockings between her hands. The appropriate strength and hot palms made Sophie's body stiffen obviously.
This time she didn't stop her. She took a moment to adapt and quickly calmed down.
Sophie held her head with one hand, and her delicate face showed no trace of human fireworks. She opened her mouth to ridicule mercilessly, "Zhao Dong, you are a man after all. Isn't it shameful to serve your wife like this?"
Zhao Dong raised his head, and what he saw was the snow-white color of her collar. It was dazzling and dazzling. He didn't dare to look at it. He quickly replied with a smile, "I'm kidding, what's the shame in serving my wife? I'm proud to serve my wife, and I'm proud to serve my wife!"
Sophie was reluctant, "Zhao Dong, didn't you just say that you were going to deal with me later? Is this how you deal with me emotionally?"
Zhao Dong's expression remained unchanged and he said: "You heard wrong. It's not about cleaning up, it's about explaining."
"How is it? Is the strength appropriate? Is it heavy?"
Sophie asked again, "You also said that I am a bit embarrassed by your pampering. Could it be that I heard it wrong?"
Zhao Dong raised his head, "Did I say this?"
Sophie narrowed her eyes, "You didn't say that?"
Zhao Dong shook his head like a rattle, "I never said that, you must have heard wrong."
Sophie nodded repeatedly, "Okay, then let me ask you again, who is the big king and who is the little king in our family?"
Zhao Dong looked serious, "Honey, what you are asking is not playing poker. How can there be a big king and a little king? There is only one queen in our family. When did we have a little king?"
Sophie said in a long voice, "Oh, really?"
Zhao Dong nodded, "Yes!"
Sophie was puzzled, "There is no big king or little king? So when there are differences, who should listen to whom?"
Zhao Dong replaced kneading with tapping, repeated the movements neither lightly nor harshly, and said: "Listen to my wife, why do you need to ask?"
Sophie sneered, "How can this be done? If this word gets out, how can your Dong brother have any face in front of his brothers?"
Zhao Dong asked back, "What kind of face do you want? Is face important?"
Sophie also asked, "Isn't face important? Then what is important?"
Zhao Dong said matter-of-factly: "Of course my wife is more important!"
The Sophie sat back on the sofa, raised her legs, and lightly kicked off her high heels, revealing a white and tender sole.
The smooth insteps attract the eyes, and even the air seems to be heating up!
Following Sophie's movements, there was a "bang" sound, and the heel of the shoe hit the ground hard, which also made Zhao Donghui reluctantly come to his senses.
Zhao Dong didn't know why. When he turned his head, he happened to meet those slightly cold eyes.
Sophie's face was indifferent, "What are you looking at?"
"Didn't you say that face is not important? Rub it for me!"
Zhao Dong stretched out his hand and grabbed it, shouting, "Okay!"
As soon as she stretched her hand halfway, she heard Sophie exclaim, "Ah... Zhao Dong, you are a pervert, I'm just kidding you!"
Immediately afterwards, the only thing left in the room was Sophie's exclamation, "Get out of here, don't touch me."
"It's itchy... it's itchy... you're going to die!"
"Don't...wuwu...honey, I was wrong!"
After the madness, the next moment, two figures were stacked on the sofa.
Sophie's face was red, her eyes were bright, she was breathing hard, and even her words were emphasized, "You are a pig, you are sinking to death, get down quickly!"
Zhao Dong breathed closer, "Tell me, who was wrong?"
Sophie didn't dare to resist, so she hurriedly made a wrong start, and said without any image of a goddess: "I was wrong, I was wrong, go down quickly, Sister Xiaoman will see you later!"
Zhao Dong rarely caught the opportunity and said reluctantly: "Where did you go wrong?"
While speaking, he moved Sophie's cheek back.
Sophie stared, raised her leg and kicked her, "Zhao Dong, I'm giving you some face, right?"
The strong words in his mouth lasted less than three seconds, and he was suppressed by Zhao Dong in the blink of an eye.
He held both wrists together and raised them above her head. No matter how much Sophie struggled, it was to no avail.
Under the strange posture, she felt no sense of security in her heart, especially when she noticed Zhao Dong approaching, so Sophie turned pale with fright, "Ah, it's wrong, wrong, wrong, everything is wrong!"
Zhao Dong approached again, "Then how do you want to admit your mistake?"
Sophie bit her lip and her voice suddenly became charming, "Stay closer, I'll tell you!"
Zhao Dong heard this and came over.
As a result, her earlobe was suddenly bitten by her, and Zhao Dong, who was in pain, hurriedly begged for mercy, "It hurts, it hurts... I won't make trouble anymore. I really won't make trouble with you now."
Sophie gained the upper hand and kicked Zhao Dong off the sofa. Before Zhao Dong could get up, she stepped on him with bare feet. She raised her chin proudly and said, "Tell me, are you still arrogant with me? Will you let me?"
Do I admit my mistake to you?"
Zhao Dong raised his hands in a gesture of surrender, but without waiting for Sophie's reaction, he suddenly grabbed her ankle.
Sophie lost her center of gravity, screamed, and hit the ground hard!
Zhao Dong spread his hands and hugged the person!
After a brief fuss, the room returned to calm.
On the thick wool carpet, Zhao Dong rested his head on his hands and looked up at the roof.
Sophie curled up, as if seeking a safe haven, and huddled herself in Zhao Dong's arms, resting her head on his chest, listening to his strong heartbeat, her mind slowly calmed down.
Zhao Dong turned his head, lifted her Liu Hai with one hand, and said in a gentle tone: "It's my fault today. If it weren't for me and Daxiong, you wouldn't be so worried about the Tian family's affairs. How about it? Is it a big trouble?"
Sophie blinked her eyelashes, "Have you caused a lot of trouble?"
Zhao Dong smiled bitterly, "If I encounter something like this again in the future, I will definitely not hide it from you."
Sophie didn't appreciate it, "Just tell me nicely. Those brothers of yours are really asking for your help. How can you bear to refuse?"
"I'm sure that next time something like this happens again, you'll definitely dive in head first!"
"Okay, there's no need to apologize to me. From the day I married you, I didn't expect to live a peaceful life in the future!"
"Besides, what I like is your Zhao Dong's righteousness and your chivalrous heart!"
"But make it clear in advance that I can turn a blind eye to a man's troubles, but you'd better consider a woman's troubles!"
Her coquettish tone, confused eyes, and every word may seem inhumane, but they are full of the virtuousness and tenderness that a wife should have.
Zhao Dong's inner defense was instantly lost!
Turn your head, breathe closer, and hit the beautiful face that is so close at hand!
Sophie noticed something strange and hurriedly pressed against Zhao Dong's chest, "Hey, what do you want to do?"
Zhao Dong's eyes wanted to eat someone, "I miss you!"
Sophie bit her lips, a blush instantly appeared on her cheeks, "No!"
Zhao Dong was dumbfounded, "Huh?"
Chapter completed!