Having shared a bed as husband and wife for so many years, they both understood each other well.
Today, Xu Bingfeng's look towards Lin Xue lodged in Chu Xiu's chest like a lump of dough, growing larger the more she dwelled on it.
Xu Bingfeng's eyes revealed scorn, "Why look? Don't forget what kind of family you come from, which local would even glance her way."
Chu Xiu didn't retort, knowing that if it hadn't been for her premarital pregnancy, Bingfeng might not have married her.
"Husband, the kids aren't around tonight." Chu Xiu, filled with longing, stretched out her arms to wrap around Bingfeng's waist, resting her head against his broad back.
After having children, the number of intimate moments they'd had over the years could be counted on one hand.
At first, Chu Xiu resisted; looking after the kids left her exhausted, and any free time she had she only wanted to sleep.
