Su Ruowan sighed and looked at him innocently with her big eyes." I can't sleep."
"What are you thinking about?" Jing Muchen sat down and pulled her into his arms, his large hands caressing her back.
Su Ruowan didn't answer. Her eyes were half-closed, and no one knew what she was thinking.
The atmosphere in the bedroom was very quiet. Jing Muchen lowered his head to look at his wife in his arms. She was wearing a simple white cotton nightgown. Her face was fair and delicate without any makeup. Her jet-black hair fell on her thin shoulders, making her look even more beautiful.
His eyes gradually darkened. His thin lips pressed against her forehead and he slowly kissed her until he found her lips. He then domineeringly entangled himself with her.
"Oh…" Su Ruowan only pushed him twice and gave in. She wrapped her arms around his firm neck and kissed him back passionately.
