Reborn Aristocrat: Oppressing Chapter 271 - Are You Questioning Me as My Wife? (5)

Chapter 271: Are You Questioning Me as My Wife? (5)

Lu Manman walked slowly and almost vomited a few times. But in the end, she held herself back.

A lot of people would feel good after vomiting, but if Lu Manman vomited, her stomach would feel even worse, and she might even experience a sharp pain.

She tugged at her clothes as she walked into the huge living room.

It was already very dim in the living room. She had not been back to sleep for the past three days, and Butler w.a.n.g had not waited for her in the living room either. Moreover, she had specially instructed him not to wait for her at night. After saying that, she really had not been back at night.

She headed straight for the second floor. Her vision was a little blurry, but she was still conscious.

She followed the corridor into her room.

The moment she pushed open the door, she could not help but run to the toilet, and she vomited as hard as she could.

She knew that every time she vomited, her stomach would hurt terribly. She sat on the ground with her arms folded, her face covered in cold sweat, and she threw up again and again.

After a while, she felt a little better.

She forced herself to wake up, take a shower, then go to sleep. She did not want to lie by the toilet all night and be awoken by the cold in the middle of the night. Her body was important to her during this period of time, and she could not afford to joke about it.

She began to remove her clothes bit by bit.

As she was feeling dizzy, her hands were not listening to her, and her clothes were a little messy. She could not remove them for a while.

Feeling a little angry, she tugged at her clothes angrily.

Instead, her skin turned red.

“Let me do it.” A man’s voice sounded from behind her.

She was stunned.

She thought she was hallucinating.

Just as she was in a daze, a figure squatted down, and his slender fingers began to unb.u.t.ton her white s.h.i.+rt. Bit by bit, she felt a chill on her chest.

Lu Manman looked at the man before her quietly.

She had almost forgotten that her husband, Mo Yuanxiu, was living in this villa.

Meanwhile, this man was kneeling on the ground, helping her remove her clothes.

His eyes were lowered, and his eyelashes were long. His thin lips were pursed slightly, and his facial features were perfect.

“Why were you drunk?” he asked as he helped her unb.u.t.ton her clothes.

His voice was calm and emotionless, but it sounded especially captivating.

Lu Manman moved her dull head and slowly said, “I accompanied a client.”

Mo Yuanxiu took off her clothes and threw them into the laundry basket. All that was left on her was a black bra and a pair of tight jeans. Her slender legs were crossed, and she looked a little captivating.

“Do you need me to help you remove your bottom?” he asked her.

He looked at her without a hint of confusion in his eyes.

Lu Manman could not really see it, but at that moment, she really felt that he had no desire for her.

He did not have the desire to take her like he had many times before.

Complex emotions flashed in her heart, and she instinctively pushed him away.

Of course, she could not push him away at this point and was just expressing her disgust.

He smiled calmly, got up, and left.

The bathroom was suddenly very quiet.

Lu Manman sat on the ground, feeling the cold all around her.

It was really cold because her upper body was so cool.