"Alright, my dear wife, I admit, I'm indeed not yet satisfied, so is your just now proposed idea feasible?" Bo Jinyu laughed with a touch of helplessness.
How could he be satisfied?
He's been holding back for over a month!
Just for that short while…
But seeing how tired she also was, how could he bear to put her through it again.
"Sure, I'll rest for a bit first," Ye Anran said cheerfully, smiling.
Her face was red as the evening's sunset, and her sparkling eyes were tinged with shyness.
"Okay," Bo Jinyu responded.
Then, Ye Anran leaned to the side, cradling him.
The room was heated, so the two of them were only covered by a thin blanket.
Soft and comfortable.
Ye Anran looked at the wall: "It's almost twelve o'clock, husband, do you have any wishes?"
"I've never made a wish before." The act of making New Year's resolutions and wishes was something Bo Jinyu had never done.
Even on his birthday, he never made wishes.
