"Wife, I know you love me. I love you too!" Huo Beijiang was on a high, his eyes lit with exuberance and his spirit rebellious. He felt that all the tortuous pain he had undergone for the past six months was worth it.
Nan Fei suddenly popped out from under the covers, caught a glimpse of Huo Beijiang's body, and shyly hid back in.
"Put your clothes on."
"I prefer sleeping in the buff."
"You..." Nan Fei was nearly out of breath from frustration; this bastard always managed to infuriate her to the brink of death. She was still angry with him, and they were in the middle of a cold war! How did it turn into this?
Everything was in chaos! Complete chaos!
Huo Beijiang laughed, saying, "Have you ever seen people sleep dressed up?"
"Isn't it weird to sleep without any clothes on?"
"Huh?" Huo Beijiang raised an eyebrow, "Weird, is it? Why don't you come and take a look!"
"Fine, I'll look. You think I'm scared of you?"
