That evening, Ye Fei returned home.
Overwhelmed with excitement, Su Yueru plunged into her husband's arms.
Although he'd been away for less than two days,
it felt as if it had been an eternity.
"Honey, is everything taken care of?"
"Mm."
"Then tell me, what kind of adventures did you have in the mountains? It must have been thrilling, right?"
"What adventures? It's not like I'm writing a novel."
"Hmph, I don't believe that."
Su Yueru gave him a look as if she was about to extract a confession.
"You didn't have an affair with some ethereal ghost or mountain beauty, did you? And now you're too scared to tell me, isn't that so?"
Ye Fei pulled a wry smile, "My dear wife, have you been watching too many movies? Your imagination is too rich."
"Not coming clean, huh? I might have to punish you!"
With these words, Su Yueru climbed onto Ye Fei and started tickling him.
The two of them played around, teasing and joking with each other.
Thus, another unspeakable night passed.
