Falling in Love With My Arranged-Marriage Husband-Chapter 271 - 245 What Are You Undoing the Buttons For?

After warming both of Ji Sang’s feet, Fu Yisi then helped her put on her shoes.

The man didn’t even look that way, he just raised his hand.

The manager was stunned for a moment, secretly marveling at President Fu’s extraordinary sharpness, and quickly stepped forward.

After all, working in the service industry, especially as a manager of a high-star hotel, he always carried a handkerchief in his pocket. After stepping forward, the manager first took out a handkerchief from his pocket and handed it to Fu Yisi.

The DSLR was a bit heavy, so he didn’t directly hand it to Ji Sang, but slightly bent down with a smile that dazzled his eyes, nodding to Ji Sang.

"Mrs."

Ji Sang was somewhat unaccustomed to this sudden address.

No one had ever addressed her that way.

Even when returning to the Fu Family’s old residence, worrying she wouldn’t adjust, her mother had told the servants to call her Ah Shang.

But she just stayed in the old house to recuperate for a while, mostly with her mother, and seldom saw the servants.

Madam...

This address was indeed novel.

But it also sounded quite pleasant.

Ji Sang, Ah Shang, wife, Mrs. Fu, and now there was another "madam."

She liked all these titles.

Her favorite, of course, was when Fu Yisi tenderly called her Mrs. Fu.

Ji Sang reached out to take the DSLR from the manager’s hand, but the latter hesitated. He was not aware that Ji Sang’s profession was a photographer, and he worried the weight might tire her.

That would not do.

As a person in the service industry, how could he let a customer exert themselves?

Moreover, this customer was very special.

This was their President’s wife.

The manager only hesitated for a moment, and Ji Sang couldn’t help but give a wry smile.

"Give it to me, this is what I need to use."

Hearing this, the manager still glanced at Fu Yisi.

By this time, the man had finished wiping his hands and, seeing this manager he had only met once being so cautious, he smiled very slightly.

"Give it to her."

The manager then responded, extremely carefully handing it over to Ji Sang’s hands. He was also very tactful; taking the dirty handkerchief from Fu Yisi’s hand, he then turned and left.

Perhaps too curious about the rare interaction pattern between the boss and his wife, as he was almost completely off the beach, the manager secretly turned his head to look and then actually saw.

The madam was actually taking photos of the boss!!!

That boss, who was always stern during video conferences, was now posing in various ways and positions at the behest of his wife!!!

What a big piece of news!!!

...

Unlike the manager’s surprise, as for being Ji Sang’s model, Fu Yisi was clearly well-practiced. Besides, no one would come to this beach without his permission.

Naturally, there was also no need to worry about others seeing his different side.

Based on the previous times Ji Sang had taken photos of him, Fu Yisi thought this time would also be quite daring. While Ji Sang was busy with the DSLR, he consciously began to unbutton his shirt.

When Ji Sang looked up, she just saw this scene, where Fu Yisi had already unbuttoned down to the third button, faintly revealing the contours of his chest muscles.

Ji Sang: .....

"What are you doing?"

There was a bit of confusion in Ji Sang’s eyes, possibly because the wind had muddled her thoughts, and she hadn’t realized Fu Yisi’s intentions for a moment.

The movement of Fu Yisi’s hands unbuttoning the fourth button paused, and he looked up at her

"Isn’t it for taking photos?"

Ji Sang nodded

"Yes, but why are you undoing the buttons?"

Fu Yisi: .....

The man realized then. The little lady wasn’t needing an explicit photo shoot this time, he was the one who misinterpreted.

It was in that instant, Ji Sang suddenly understood.

Holding back the smile that was almost reaching her lips, Ji Sang coughed,

"You thought... you had to take off your clothes for the photo shoot?"

Taking off clothes wasn’t necessary, he thought at least some buttons needed to be undone.

Rarely seen, the usually indifferent-faced Fu Yisi, now appeared somewhat embarrassed.

Realizing this, Ji Sang’s mood seemed to be much more cheerful.

They were husband and wife, Fu Yisi didn’t feel the need to maintain any particular image or dignity in front of Ji Sang. Seeing the brightness in her eyes, the man let go of his hands, resigning to his fate,

"So, should I button up now?"

Ji Sang quickly shook her head,

"No, no, no, this is pretty good too."

Fu Yisi is handsome, and he could master any style.

Now seemed a good moment to shoot a series of photos that are both restrained and seductive.

After about half an hour, Fu Yisi asked to stop the shoot. Not because he didn’t want to continue but because the seaside night was getting colder and colder, Ji Sang’s little face was pale from the wind, despite wearing a coat, she seemed really cold.

Fortunately, Ji Sang was quite satisfied with the photos she had shot, so she didn’t pester Fu Yisi to continue.

When the two arrived at the hotel’s entrance, the manager was already waiting.

This was his first time serving the boss and his wife.

"President Fu, the suite’s bath has been filled with hot water for you."

While shooting, Ji Sang hadn’t felt much, but once they stopped, she realized the night was unusually cold. Even though Fu Yisi held her tightly and his embrace was warm, she was still shivering.

Fu Yisi felt it too.

So, hearing the manager’s words, the man raised his eyebrows, nodded at the manager, and then took Ji Sang upstairs.

The manager watched their backs, his face blooming with a smile.

It seemed he would receive a reward this month.

Back in the presidential suite, Ji Sang stepped out of Fu Yisi’s embrace and directly headed to the bathroom.

She desperately needed the hot water to warm her body.

Fu Yisi shook his head seeing her hurry, adjusted the room temperature to around 26 degrees Celsius, then followed her to the bathroom.

Ji Sang forgot to bring her change of clothes; he didn’t forget, but also didn’t bother.

It wasn’t necessary.

The most eye-catching thing in the bathroom was the large bathtub, enough for two to lie in comfortably, Ji Sang took off her coat and hung it on the nearby rack, just as she was about to start undressing, the door behind her opened.

Ji Sang turned her head; it was Fu Yisi walking in.

The two had bathed together amidst flirting before, and of course, it wasn’t just a simple bath—it certainly became chaotic.

The moment Fu Yisi came in, Ji Sang thought of such things; it was not just men who had desires, women too. She was very aware of just how attractive Fu Yisi’s physique was. Those photos shot just now, with the tempting semi-exposed state, only made the heart itch more.

Also, this vacation could count as half a honeymoon for them...

Yet, Ji Sang still took a small step back.

She was scared by the undisguised, deep and intense desire in Fu Yisi’s eyes.

Ji Sang’s face, initially pale, had eased due to the bathroom’s heat, but now it quickly turned visibly red.

Because Fu Yisi was coming closer, undoing his own clothes.

Step by step, walking towards desire.

Step by step, drawing her too into the deep abyss of desire.