Huangfu Lingyao couldn't bear it any longer, but he had to make a decisive choice.
Afraid that another spark would set him off, he quickly opened the door and pushed her out, saying, "Wife, go back, don't wander around!"
The door slammed shut.
Liu Shimei's face was burning hot. She stared at the carved patterns on the door for a while.
Instead of immediately returning next door, she found another room, opened the door to the balcony, and stepped outside.
With the door slightly ajar, Liu Shimei sat on the doorstep, gazing at the river, trying to calm her overly pounding heart.
Honestly, as a healthy man, her husband naturally had certain reactions, which were instinctual.
Did she not have such instincts?
She wouldn't entertain thoughts in that direction just because of a little teasing. But when someone she liked made her legs go weak with a simple touch, how could she not feel anything?
