"Beiting Huang, your husband knows that you miss him too," Yan Ye had no choice but to say, after such a seductive tease from Beiting Huang, he was even more eager to go out. "Your husband will work hard to get out early. Huang Jiu, your husband is still waiting for you to conquer him!"
He really wanted to press this little one firmly beneath him.
"Pfft!" Beiting Huang couldn't help but laugh, her mood was also very high. "Good, then hurry up and come out! You can't let me keep living like a widow!"
With just one phrase "living like a widow," the desire that had been calm in Yan Ye for ten thousand years was completely stirred; even his voice became hoarse, "Huang Jiu, just don't beg for mercy when the time comes!"
