In the evening, the moment Tan Zhenghong had been anxiously waiting for finally arrived.
His wife had already taken a shower, and following her usual routine, she would apply medicinal powder to her face before going to bed!
Yes, everything was just right.
However, after a while, Qiao Duo'er didn't apply the powder to her face, but instead brought over freshly sterilized silver needles, their slender forms gleaming coldly, which were somewhat unsettling to look at.
Qiao Duo'er glanced at Tan Zhenghong, "Take off your clothes and lie down."
"Wife, let's just forget about it," Tan Zhenghong hurriedly said.
In the future, couldn't he just behave himself? He promised he wouldn't tease his wife ever again!
Qiao Duo'er rolled her eyes, "I'm going to give you acupuncture, what are you thinking about!"
Tan Zhenghong knew his wife was not joking and immediately undid his shirt and lay down on the bed.
