Her ring finger instinctively curled up protectively.
She looked at him with a soft gaze due to her half-asleep state. "What are you... doing."
"We're married," he said in a low voice as if reminding her, then he leaned down, his face coming close to hers, his hand continuing to slide off her ring. "Put on the ring I gave you, alright?"
"I'll just wear this one; after all, our marriage is just for show to those people, these things don't matter... umph."
Mo Shiche directly leaned over, his sturdy chest pressing against her back, forcibly dragging her left hand from under the pillow to remove her ring.
Realizing his intention, Luo Qiangwei struggled fiercely, but she couldn't push him away. Her slender legs kicked as she exclaimed, "Get up... don't... umph... "
