Chapter 329 Are you trying to murder your husband?

After that, she began to hesitate.

She didn't know if she should refuse or accept him.

And Henson always had a way to take his heart when he noticed her struggle.

He whispered in her ear, a promise she could not resist.

He promised himself over and over again that he would be gentle.

In fact, he was indeed very gentle.

To Henson, this was something that he had been waiting for a long time, but it was also proof that he had finally conquered her heart.

This was the happiest day of his life.

Wendy was shy.

Henson hugged her, his hands still being dishonest.

She had cleared up a lot.

She grabbed her clothes and sat up.

Henson lazily asked: "Where are you going?"

She did not dare to look at him. With a red face, she said, "Take a bath."

Then she hurried off to the bathroom.

Seeing her current state, Henson couldn't help but chuckle. This was probably a woman that came from ancient times.

In the bathroom, she stared at herself in the mirror, annoyed.