He approached her, patted the thick blanket, and said, "Wifey, what are you doing? Get up already, the sun is already blazing hot."
Su Xiaowan was pouting under her blanket, retorting: "None of your business, none of your business, ugh -- get lost..."
Despite trying to express her anger with words, Su Xiaowan's voice came out weak and soft, sounding more like a spoiled child.
This only pissed off Su Xiaowan further, whereas Han Dongchen's mouth curled into a smirk.
He said teasingly, "What happened? Did something I do this morning upset you?"
"You're so resentful, how about I do it again to help you vent your anger…"
Su Xiaowan, fuming, stuck her head out, glaring at Han Dongchen: "Shut up, just shut up. You have the audacity to say that, you, you, you're just …"
"You, you..."
Han Dongchen glanced at her sideways, grinning mischievously, "What did I do? Hmm? Conjugal relations are an inherent part of marital life. Besides, didn't you enjoy yourself this morning?"
