"Alright! I’ll listen to you." Since Bei Jiang was coaxing her, she decided to cooperate: "I’ll do whatever you say, isn’t that enough?"
"Wife, you’ve been so good to lately, it feels like I’m dreaming, sothing I didn’t even dare dream about before."
"So what you an is that I wasn’t good to you before?" Nan Fei shot him a sidelong glance.
"How is that possible?" Huo Beijiang would have to be an idiot to admit that. He imdiately put on a dignified look, "Let tell you, Comrade Jiang Nanfei, you can’t think that way, and you can’t casually deny yourself. You’re already excellent, so don’t be modest, otherwise how will others manage?"
Previously, his wife truly wasn’t this good to him. Although Huo Beijiang was being playful, it wasn’t just empty words. From the start, his wife didn’t like him; it was he who shalessly clung to her.
"..." Nan Fei: "Bei Jiang, aren’t you quite the smooth talker? Are you always this eloquent with the female soldiers in the army?"
Huo Beijiang gave Nan Fei a aningful look and said coolly, "Do you think I’m blind? Why would I not coax such a beautiful wife and instead waste ti chatting with other won?"
"Impressive, impressive." Nan Fei couldn’t stop laughing as she leaned against Bei Jiang’s chest, not because his coaxing made her happy, but because his ability to say the right thing to the right person amused her. She thought the conversation had reached its peak, not expecting more to co.
"No, no!"
"You’re too kind, what a sha."
"Likewise, likewise."
They bantered back and forth, finally sharing a knowing smile and exchanging a knowing glance. Huo Beijiang leaned over and murmured in Nan Fei’s ear: "Wifey, you’ve learned to follow my lead."
"What do you an?" Nan Fei didn’t imdiately get what he ant.
"You’ve even learned to be thick-skinned from !"
A mischievous smile appeared on Huo Beijiang’s face, making Nan Fei’s hands itch slightly, so she reached out and pinched him hard. His muscles were too tight, and without more effort, she couldn’t make a dent.
"Ouch, ouch, ouch..." Huo Beijiang collapsed onto his bed, holding Nan Fei, looking seriously injured.
Nan Fei was pinned beneath him and couldn’t move, so she poked his very firm chest with her fingertip, "Get up!"
"No! I’m hurt, and I need a kiss from my wife to get up."
"You cheeky fellow, get up."
Huo Beijiang gazed deeply at Nan Fei, his eyes seemingly with a hook that imdiately disrupted her breathing. She inwardly cursed him as an enchantress and took several deep breaths to calm her racing heart.
"Co on, give a kiss." With that, he proactively closed his eyes.
Nan Fei had no choice; indeed, she also wanted to kiss him. The man she liked was right in front of her, so alluring, so irresistible. So she closed her eyes and offered her lips, and as their lips t, a shiver rose from deep inside, intensifying the kiss.
Their kiss was so deep, so reluctant to part, and when they finally pulled away, unable to resist, they shared another quick kiss when their eyes t.
Huo Beijiang rolled over, letting Nan Fei lie on top of him.
The two lay quietly, listening to each other’s heartbeat. Nan Fei didn’t even know when she fell asleep, but she slept so peacefully, waking up refreshed and radiant the next morning. Contrary to his usual routine of getting up early to exercise, Huo Beijiang wasn’t awake.
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