Guan Xiaohui gave Lin Zhenghui a peck on his pig-mouth, draped a white bath towel over him, and then turned the air conditioning up to 28 degrees.
Finally, donning her own cover-up and panties, she burrowed into the quilt and fell asleep with her tired body.
It wasn't until 6:30 in the morning that Nangong Yuan'er started ringing the doorbell outside.
"Who is it..." Lin Zhuangguo lazily sat up in bed and rubbed his aching temples.
Seeing his wife sleeping beside him, he glanced at the side.
He found his brother sleeping on the floor like a pig, drooling all over the floor.
Especially with his morning wood, it made him shake his head helplessly, filled with unspeakable emotions.
He too had experienced this phenomenon before; every morning he used to be full of vim and vigor.
Now... he could only sigh!
"Yuan'er, is Lin Zhenghui awake?" Yuan'er called out from outside.
"Coming!" Lin Zhuangguo said, supporting himself against the wall as he went to open the door for her.
