"Get lost? Alright, we shall get lost — in each other," he said teasingly while pinning her beneath himself, subduing her completely.
"You didn't catch a wink of sleep at all last night, do you still have the energy to do it?"
"More than enough to last an hour."
"…"
By the time she was about to go to sleep, An Xiaoning was beyond exhausted from his exploits.
"You're far more cunning than a capitalist."
Wiping off the drops of sweat on her forehead with his handkerchief, he said while beaming radiantly from ear to ear, "Thank you for the compliment."
Jin Qingyan felt exceptionally at ease, pulling his wife into his embrace. "I know I've caused you to be upset because of what I said at the old mansion, but I really haven't thought much about that issue. To me, you're my wife and always will be. Xiaoning, I will be good to you," he apologized.
Half-awake, she registered his words in her head, though she did not respond.
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