She looked at the serious man on the bed with a puffed up face. After a while, she threw the towel into Zhuang Hong's arms and said coquettishly, "You old hooligan."
Of course, she knew that Zhuang Hong was teasing her, even at such a young age. He took the opportunity to touch and hug her and even flirted with her with ill intentions. Indeed, the 30-year-old man was old-fashioned. He had already flirted with countless beautiful women, now, he still wanted to get his hands on her. Did he think she was shallow enough to fall for him?
Zhuang Hong was baffled at her scolding. He had clearly said that he was so affectionate. How was he a hooligan in her eyes? Moreover, was there anything wrong with acting like a hooligan with his wife?
The Zhuang family's villa, which was shrouded in the darkness of night, was filled with peace and tranquility.
