Ye Tian and Yun Xinyan, step by step, made their way from the dining hall to the bedroom.
"Wife, let's start!"
With that, Ye Tian pounced toward Yun Xinyan.
...After it was over, Yun Xinyan lay on the bed, face weary. Her body was no longer aflame; the just-passed moments of intimacy with Ye Tian had completely cleared the burning heat within her.
Ye Tian, too, felt much more comfortable. Both of them seemed somewhat exhausted...
Of course, even so, Ye Tian had to leave. If he missed tonight's flight, he didn't know how long he would have to wait before he could go to America.
"Wife, I have to go," Ye Tian said, checking the time.
Yun Xinyan's expression darkened slightly. Departures are always very melancholic, but thankfully, this time, it wasn't a long separation from Ye Tian, only temporary.
"Ye Tian, no matter where you are or what you're doing, please always remember that at home, someone is always waiting for you. That person is me, and I am your wife."
