Turning the Host into the Host

Pei Yuchen's eyes flashed. The next moment, he grabbed the back of her head and took the initiative.

Ning Mengmeng's heart was beating a little fast, but she hugged her husband's neck and did not let go. Instead, she responded enthusiastically.

Pei Yuchen only let go of Ning Mengmeng reluctantly when her breathing became a little messy again.

Ning Mengmeng looked at her husband, at his slightly moist lips. Her eyes flickered. She did not know why, but she was especially reluctant to leave this time.

But...

Ning Mengmeng sighed in her heart. "Hubby, I'm leaving. Wait for me to come back," she said softly.

"Alright."

Pei Yuchen looked straight at her while Ning Mengmeng dressed herself up. She waved at Pei Yuchen and left quickly with her suitcase. Otherwise, she would not want to leave her husband.

However, her heart was bitter.