Fight

After a moment of hesitation, Ji Weiyang immediately turned off his phone and threw it to the side.

"Is it really that important to call so late at night?" Zhan Yan covered herself with a blanket and sat up to ask.

Ji Weiyang's heart ached, but he suddenly flipped and held her down, "Wife, don't worry about me being so strict with you, don't worry, I will treat you forever, I promise with my own credibility, the person who just made the call was a man."

"Do you still have any credibility?" Zhan Yan smiled playfully, reached out her white arms and wanted to push him away, but as she struggled, the blanket covering her body fell down, revealing a large portion of her snow-white skin.

Ji Weiyang's burning gaze was fixated on her ample chest. His cheeks flushed red, he hurriedly used his arms to cover her exposed chest. She grumbled coquettishly.