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Zhao Bin's tone was full of admiration and couldn't help but praise him.

Han Qian couldn't help but feel a little happy. This dress looked a little revealing, but it was really pretty after she wore it, causing her initial resistance to grow to like it.

Once again, Han Qian inwardly sighed at Zhao Bin's meticulousness, and felt extremely grateful towards him.

After Zhao Bin went to work, Han Qian had thoroughly cleaned up the inside and outside of the villa and busied herself for the whole day preparing to wash the clothes.

She took out a basin from Zhao Bin's room that was full of clothes to be washed. She placed them one by one on the side. There were a few pieces at the bottom of the basin …

The black cloth surprised Han Qian.

The cloth was covered with a little bit of white dust, and it was giving off a little fishy smell.

Han Qian naturally knew what was on it. She used to be at home and often helped her husband wash his underwear.

Han Qian suppressed her embarrassment and rubbed the black cloth with her small hands. She was slightly surprised as she did not expect Zhao Bin to be so big when he looked at her thin body …

Each piece was covered in a conspicuous white haze, and Han Qian's face was completely red. Just how much money had been accumulated?

She couldn't figure it out no matter how hard she thought. Zhao Bin was so good-looking, and he had so much money, how could he lack women?

When Zhao Bin returned home, what he saw was exactly this scene.

Wearing an extremely short nightgown, Han Qian was almost half-kneeling on the ground, revealing her snow-white thighs and plump butt.

She was rubbing a thin piece of fabric with her hands. When Zhao Bin took a glance at it, he turned pale with fright. Han Qian was washing her underwear, and she was doing it by hand.

Han Qian's upper body slightly swayed, and her skirt also swayed with her movements, revealing a bit of her white underpants and round, beautiful hair.

Zhao Bin's peach-like butt attracted his attention. He wanted to grab it and feel its soft touch.

The seductive gaps between his legs made Zhao Bin think further and further away. Han Qian's posture was similar to that of a female lead in an AV, also kneeling like that …

Zhao Bin felt that the blood in his body was warming up bit by bit. He had the urge to hug Han Qian in his arms.

Then he woke up and shook his head, laughing at himself. It seemed that he had been single for so long that he had an impulse to marry a woman.

He coughed lightly, pulling Han Qian's attention back to him. "Why aren't you using the washing machine, Little Qian?"

Han Qian was shocked. "Brother Zhao!"

Upon hearing Zhao Bin's words, a trace of distress flashed across Han Qian's face. "I-I do this at home …"

Zhao Bin had almost forgotten that Han Qian was a woman from the countryside. Previously, she didn't even know how to use a flower shower.

Thinking of this, he smiled and said, "Washing by hand is very troublesome. The washing machine is right here. I'll teach you how to use it."

Han Qian's face turned red as she looked at Zhao Bin with both shyness and gratitude.

Zhao Bin was truly a good boss. Han Qian had been worried that she would be troubled because she didn't know anything. It was unexpected that Zhao Bin didn't turn his back on her, which made Han Qian very grateful.

Han Qian was very satisfied with the job. She was no more tired than she was when she was helping Tian at home and could earn so much money.

Having been out for two or three days, she wondered if her husband had missed her yet. She thought that after paying her salary, she would go back to the village to visit her husband.

At night, as Zhao Bin was lying on his bed, for some reason, he thought back to Han Qian's attractive figure when she was washing clothes.

That posture made him think of some charming scenes and he couldn't help but be excited. His desire was ignited like a flame.

Zhao Bin couldn't help but reach into his undergarment as his mind filled with Han Qian's snow-white, moving body.

Han Qian looked thin when she was wearing long pants and a pair of pajamas, but she looked plump when she wore them. With such a figure, it must feel really good in his arms.

Zhao Bin imagined holding Han Qian in his arms and slowly moving his hands.

As for Han Qian, she was just a wall away from him. The thought of this made Zhao Bin even more excited.

What was Han Qian thinking as she washed his underwear? Zhao Bin had always been very confident in her capital. The size of her underwear was also extremely large. She must be very shy and might even think of something else …

He held his desire in his big hands and imagined Han Qian's soft little hands wrapping around it, moving time and time again.

Zhao Bin's breathing became faster and faster, and waves of excitement hit him like a tidal wave.

His hands moved faster and faster, and with a low growl, Zhao Bin released himself.

After venting his desires and entering Saint's Time, Zhao Bin was slightly shocked.

Zhao Bin would never have imagined that a married woman could satisfy him.

But Han Qian was just too beautiful. Her every movement was filled with unintentional allure and allure. She was simply a natural born demoness.

There were a lot of women around him, but none of them were as attractive as Han Qian.

After all, Han Qian was a married woman... Zhao Bin pondered for a long time before he finally fell asleep in the middle of the night.

Han Qian had been working at his house for a few days. She always wore the same pair of long pants and shirt that she came to wear.

Having seen Han Qian's seductive appearance, how could she bear to see Han Qian dressed up like a country bumpkin?

So he offered to take Han Qian to buy some clothes.