The sound of a blow dryer echoed inside the bedroom. Lei Zhao was meticulously drying Yan Mei's hair. After the sex, they had washed each other. Now Yan Mei was sitting on the bed while her husband helps her dry her hair.
This how a woman should be treated; endless pampering by her husband.
She enjoyed this happy moments with him.
She moaned in delight with her eyes closed as his gentle hands raked through her hand. Lei Zhao shook his head. 'So dramatic sigh.'
"Wifey?" Lei Zhao called her as he turned off the blower.
"Hmm?" Yan Mei opened her eyes and turned to look at him.
"When did you realize that you love me?" Lei Zhao smirked, wrapping his arms around her waist from behind, and resting his head on her shoulder.
Yan Mei scrunched her face in confusion, "Love? Who deceived you that I love you?"
Yan Mei squealed as Lei Zhao picked her up and threw her on the bed.
