That night, Song Qinghuan tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.
Holding her was Shi Yuhuan, who also couldn't sleep. Although neither of them spoke, they simply held each other in silence.
Around midnight, Shi Yuhuan finally broke the silence, "Go to sleep."
Song Qinghuan looked at him and then snuggled back into his arms, eyes closed.
But what Shi Yuhuan said next brought tears to her eyes, "Song Qinghuan, thank you for marrying me and letting me experience the warmth of a home again."
Song Qinghuan's eyes turned red, her nose felt sore, "I've made up my mind. I want to call you!"
Shi Yuhuan looked deep into her eyes then grinned mischievously, "To play a game over the phone?"
Song Qinghuan was confused by his suggestion.
She blinked at him, then asked uncertainly, "A phone game? I..." What was that? I didn't mention a game; all I said was I want to call him.
Shi Yuhuan cut her off. His voice dropped. "Phone sex."
Song Qinghuan was dumbstruck. She cursed, "Pervert!"
