Su Qingyue shyly glared at him, "Stop talking nonsense!"
"It's true." Desire flared in his gaze once again, his voice husky with need, "Wife, I want you again..."
"No way." She refused with a stern face. If they did it one more time, she doubted she could even get out of bed.
He knew he had been too demanding and gently stroked her hair that laid across the pillow, "I can only blame your beauty, for making me insatiable. I keep thinking about making love to you until you can't take it anymore!"
"Xiao Yuchuan, you better get out of here right now." She was afraid he was serious. She was truly scared by how far he could go.
He didn't mind at all, "Women always say 'no' when they actually want it. When my wife tells me to go away, she actually doesn't want me to leave."
She gave him a sideways glance, "You seem very experienced?"