Qiao Duo'er gave Tan Zhenghong a dismissive roll of her eyes, "There's still a lot of work to do tomorrow."
"Wife, all I'm asking for is a kiss from you, which surely won't interfere with tomorrow's work. Hmm... are you perhaps thinking something unhealthy?"
Tan Zhenghong leaned in close to Qiao Duo'er's ear and asked. He realized his wife was far naughtier than he was.
Qiao Duo'er pouted, "I haven't thought about anything. I'm just worried you'll get all heated up after the kiss and won't be able to sleep at night."
The explanation was a bit far-fetched, but it would do.
Tan Zhenghong chuckled softly, his eyes never leaving his wife.
His wife had told him women back in her place were very open, showing off their arms and legs. Why then was she still so shy?
So, she must be fooling him. If that were the case, wouldn't she have devoured him long ago?
Qiao Duo'er kicked Tan Zhenghong's foot haughtily, "You're so bad!"
