But at this mont, An Xiaoyu finally understood the true aning of a saying.
That is, words can lead to trouble.
Also, the more you say, the more mistakes you make!
The intense emotions she felt just monts ago hadn’t fully subsided, and she was once again suppressed by him.
An Xiaoyu was sowhat out of energy and quickly compromised and begged for rcy.
"Honey, I was wrong, isn’t it enough that I admit my mistake?"
She obediently confessed and begged for rcy, was there still room for negotiation?
Could this guy give her a break?
Shen Yufeng smiled leisurely, his deep and captivating eyes like an abyss, staring intensely into hers.
After a mont, he lowered his head to her ear and gently said in a soft and deep voice, "Wife, it’s too late to nd the leak after the ship has reached the river’s center!"
...
When she woke up again, An Xiaoyu realized he had already helped her put on her pajamas, while he himself was also dressed in pajamas, lying beside her.
She lay sideways facing him, and his hand was wrapped around her waist, pulling her into his embrace.
An Xiaoyu felt a bit helpless; this guy was definitely doing it on purpose!
But at this mont, Shen Yufeng was sleeping deeply, and An Xiaoyu lay quietly without moving.
She didn’t plan to move around, not wanting to wake him up.
He was tired, so let him sleep a little longer!
An Xiaoyu quietly watched Shen Yufeng’s sleeping face, his elegant deanor perceptible even with closed eyes.
And this man before her, even in slumber, carried a hint of pride.
She smiled; this man... was hers!
Yes, just as he said last night, entrusting themselves to each other... for a lifeti!
They had already chosen each other, they had a lifeti to spend together!
This feeling... is so wonderful...
An Xiaoyu gazed at Shen Yufeng, filled with joy, and gently moved her body closer to his embrace, closing her eyes once more.
Seeing him sleep so sweetly, well... she would accompany him in sleep for a while longer!
But when An Xiaoyu opened her eyes again, it was already midday.
This... alright then!
Looking around, Shen Yufeng’s figure had long disappeared.
An Xiaoyu thought, Shen Yufeng must have gone downstairs to prepare lunch!
Just thinking that here, the dignified Mr. Shen actually had to personally cook for a family of four made An Xiaoyu feel very blessed.
Yes, this kind of life... is just like an ordinary family’s, very warm, isn’t it?
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