She immediately pushed Jing Chen away, pulled the corner of his shirt, and led him to the bathroom. She walked very quickly, looking even more anxious than Jing Chen.
The warmth in Jing Chen's arms was gone and he felt empty.
That comfortable feeling was suddenly pulled away, and he felt a sense of rebellion. Did this woman really not have any intention of helping him resolve it?
These two years.
It wasn't that they hadn't done it before.
It could even be said that the requirements were quite regular.
In that aspect, their frequency and body sensitivity were very compatible.
Until that day, when the divorce was proposed, Jing Chen had never done it again.
It had been three months.
Not once.
Jing Chen actually felt like a widow.
He paused. Su Wan couldn't move him no matter how hard she tried.
