Seeing that she forgave him, Wen Tianlei grabbed her hand, "Good wife, I dare not do it again."
Happy to be forgiven, he pressed her onto the sofa, kissing and nibbling.
Nan Yuesheng wasn't in the mood for intimacy, and pushed him away, "Get off."
Wen Tianlei clung back, "Sheng'er, don't be angry."
Nan Yuesheng's eyelid twitched, "Don't call me that."
"What's wrong?"
"If I tell you not to call me that, then don't!" She got up from the sofa, storming back to the bedroom.
***
The night was deep, the wind picked up outside, and the weather forecast said there'd be heavy rain tonight.
After dinner, Gu Lili lay on the bed to rest.
"Are you sleepy?" Long Yubei unfastened his tie and casually tossed it onto the sofa, starting to take off his clothes.
"My eyelids feel heavy." Gu Lili pulled the quilt up, eyes downcast, "This winter is really cold, there's been no good weather lately."
"With this bad weather, don't go anywhere, stay home and keep warm, so you don't catch a cold."
