The Wrong Woman

Daniel held Sienna's waist tightly while gazing at her intensely. He asked, "Why didn't you sleep longer in my bed?"

"Hmm?" Sienna blinked in confusion.

Daniel chuckled lightly and asked, "Were you waiting for me to get home, so we could sleep together?"

Sienna blushed. She gently hit his chest as she shyly murmured, "Not a chance."

"From now on, you don't have to cook for me," Daniel said as he touched her fair hand. Then, he gently kissed her hand.

"Why?" Sienna asked as she felt puzzled. After all, she believed her cooking was decent, as she had always been the one cooking at home.

"I'll cook when I come back. If I'm too busy, we'll hire a chef," Daniel said. He caressed her hand and continued, "My girlfriend doesn't need to cook or do household chores."

Sienna asked curiously, "Then what do you want your girlfriend to do for you?"

me emotional support, share your thoughts with me, listen to mine, spend quality time together after work, or do some mundane things together." "What

shopping, and..." Daniel

was caught off guard by the kiss,

and lingering. He slowly moved his hand to her small waist and gently

intense, Sienna felt her body's response becoming increasingly strong. Sitting in the wrong position, she felt that she

body inexplicably

Nervousness, shyness, embarrassment, and an inexplicable sense of

move away, the

kiss, both of their breaths became

a smooth voice, "Sisi, don't be afraid. Some desires are hard to control, you have to get used to

shy that she couldn't look into his

accept sex before marriage," Daniel said with a bitter smile. "I

are you rock hard?" Sienna