"I'm sorry." Suddenly, Pei Yicheng hugged her, burying his face in her white neck, breathing in her scent, which made him a little distracted.
"You weren't secretly up to something bad behind my back, were you?"
Xu Nianhua pretended to push him away; all his warm breath was on her neck, and mind you, it's summer now—it's hot!
"I've been busy with work and haven't spent much time with you." Pei Yicheng kissed her on the cheek, then rolled over to pin her down and said, "Honey, I'm going to spend some quality time with you right now."
Xu Nianhua: "..."
Oh lord, he spends enough time with her already—any more and her waist wouldn't survive!
Luckily, their son rescued her. After Pei Yicheng hugged their son, fed him, and changed his diaper, Xu Nianhua was already falling asleep.
"Goodnight, my wife." Pei Yicheng leaned over and kissed her, then contentedly wrapped his arms around her and drifted off.
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