"Can't sleep?" Wei Chengfeng chuckled mischievously, "Want to go a couple more rounds? You'll fall asleep once you're tired."
Su Li pinched the flesh on his chest hard, "Be serious."
Wei Chengfeng theatrically drew in a sharp breath, "If I get too serious, you'll end up crying."
Su Li sighed softly, saying, "Just leave me be, you go ahead and sleep. Maybe I'll drift off in a bit."
"Silly, if you can't sleep, I won't sleep well either. How about I chat with you?"
"Sing me a song then, sing me to sleep."
"Sing?" Wei Chengfeng patted her back, "Do you still think of yourself as a little kid?"
Su Li pouted, letting out a slight hum, "Compared to you, aren't I just a little kid?"
"Is my wife saying I'm old?"
"Aren't you?"
"I'm not even forty yet; this is supposed to be a man's prime age, isn't it?"
Wei Chengfeng couldn't help but argue a bit; being called old by his own wife... that feeling isn't great.
"You're almost forty, alright? You're quite a few years older than me."
