Nie Zhao reached out to wrap his arms around his wife, attempting to pull her into his embrace.
Chen Rou, out of habit, reflexively moved to pin his arms, but Boss Nie had grown a backbone today. He pressed her hands down firmly with his large palms, pulling her close. Seeing Chen Rou’s body stiffen as she prepared to resist, he whispered, "Be good. Don't fight it; let me hold you."
He was a man in his thirties, at the physical prime of his life—his chest was broad and flat with slightly defined pectorals, and his heartbeat was strong and steady. After a moment of stiffening, Chen Rou finally leaned her head against her husband's chest.
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