"Had enough of staring? Little Zhou~"
Strutting in high heels, she approached Zhou Yuwen and suddenly lifted his chin, asking.
Zhou Yuwen coughed and said, "Aren't you cold wearing that?"
"Cold indeed! Hubby, hug! Hee hee!"
Su Qing instantly transformed back into a coquettish wife.
She dove straight into Zhou Yuwen's arms.
Zhou Yuwen told her to stop fooling around, saying they were in public and what if someone saw them?
Su Qing wasn't happy upon hearing this; what was there to fear?
We're already married.
"That's all last life's business, my girlfriend won't like it if she saw this," Zhou Yuwen said.
"Zhou Yuwen, are you deliberately trying to make me angry!" Su Qing pointed at him.
Zhou Yuwen said, alright, alright, I was wrong, wife; let's talk in the car.
As he spoke, Zhou Yuwen coaxed Su Qing into the car.
Since the BMW X7 was still with Zheng Yanyan, Zhou Yuwen could only drive an M4 for now; the M4's rooftop was a bit low, but still drivable.
