She was about to step back when she felt an added strength around her waist, and as she lifted her head, she found herself lost in his deep, enchanting eyes.
"My dear wife, how could a mere kiss count as a reward?" Meng Siyu's voice was rich and captivating, like a cello, and his eyes seemed to hold a magnetic pull.
"Then how should I reward you?"
Tang Yue was momentarily stunned; she knew her husband was handsome, but when he looked at her so tenderly and attentively, her heartbeat couldn't help but quicken, and the heart pounding in her chest felt like it was about to leap out.
Meng Siyu really liked how his wife would dazedly stare at him. He leaned in closer, almost whispering in her ear: "You are not to reject me."
Tang Yue: "..."
Not to reject him!
Didn't that mean she wouldn't get a wink of sleep all night?
Tang Yue immediately snapped back to reality, but it was too late. Meng Siyu had already stepped back and quickly slipped into the bathroom to shower.
