Jiang Jiu reached out to hug the man's neck, leaning her head against him to act coquettishly.
"That's because my husband is likable. I love you."
Jiang Siyan's eyes darkened slightly, he turned off the heat and directly kissed Jiang Jiu's red lips.
Jiang Jiu did not resist, responding carefully and earnestly.
In the bedroom, Little Danjiao was still asleep, so the two naturally went to the next room.
After a passionate moment, Jiang Jiu's stomach grumbled with hunger, protesting audibly.
Jiang Siyan got up, wearing only pajama pants on his lower half, "I'll check if the wontons are still edible."
Jiang Jiu looked toward Jiang Siyan, his body as great as ever—broad shoulders, narrow waist, his back layered with muscles moving like rolling hills, full of masculine tension and strength.
Jiang Siyan's back bore countless red marks, all left by Jiang Jiu in her passion earlier, making her blush.
How did she leave such marks? Did she really grab that hard?
