Wine brings the best sleep when one is slightly drunk!
However, having slept too much during the day, Nan Mufeng and Jian Xi both suffered from some insomnia at night.
Since they couldn't sleep, what should they do?
Nan Mufeng glanced at Jian Xi playing with her cell phone on the balcony, his little scheming mind set in motion.
"Wife..."
He came over to the balcony, sat down on the cushion next to the rocking chair, and put his hand on her leg, "What are you watching?"
"Novel." Jian Xi did not even lift her head, immersed in the novel.
"Wife, let's chat!" Nan Mufeng hinted.
Smack!
Jian Xi swatted away his hand: "Don't bother me, it's getting exciting!"
Nan Mufeng: "..."
When had his wife become so addicted to novels?
Nan Mufeng sat to one side, waiting in frustration.
Tonight, he felt so empty and really wanted to be intimate with her. But why couldn't his wife pick up on his hints?