Feeling the strong arms of Xin Wanzhi, Fang Yazhi's cheeks flushed with shyness like a little girl's.
"Honey, what are you doing? Xiaolei and the others just left, what if they come back?"
"I can't worry about that now. Look at me, do you think I can hold back? Besides, don't you want it too?"
With a mischievous smile, Xin Wanzhi picked up his wife Fang Yazhi and headed straight for the second floor.
Even though he was already in his forties, the two bottles of medicinal liquor he'd just had made him lively and vigorous as if he were a young man in his twenties.
Fang Yazhi couldn't struggle free and was forcibly carried into the room by Xin Wanzhi.
At the entrance to the villa, Wu Xiaoshan and Xin Lei were about to get in the car.
Following them outside, Liu Qing, with a face full of anger, blocked their way.
"Xiaolei, I hope you'll consider this carefully. I genuinely like you, otherwise, I wouldn't have come to visit your family specially."
