Cold air gushed out of the air conditioner, blowing against the gray curtains that were pressed against the floor-to-ceiling window.
Lin Jiao, who was in the dominant position, suddenly felt excited. She did not think know the consequences at all.
She touched that god-like face and smiled smugly.
"Hubby." She touched his thin lips and watched as the corners of his eyes turned red. "Do you want to eat peaches?"
Pei Zhi gulped. "Yes."
"Then give me a minute." She ran barefoot to the kitchen and took out a peach from the fridge.
The pink peach was the size of her palm. As soon as she brought it to her nose, she could smell the sweet fragrance.
Lin Jiao bit off a piece of it and slowly brought it to his lips, watching him chew and swallow.
She smiled. "Is it sweeter than me?"
"You're the sweetest." Pei Zhi stared at her sparkling lips, his voice a little hoarse.
