Jiang Yining was unwilling.

He Chi slid his palm down, deliberately doing something naughty, which made Jiang Yining so angry that she opened her mouth and bit his shoulder.

Seeing that she was finally willing to open her eyes, He Chi chuckled softly. His dark eyes locked tightly on hers, and he said in a tender voice, "Wife, I love you."

Jiang Yining was stunned for a moment, and responded by hugging He Chi's neck when he kissed her.

It was as if responding to his words.

When it was finally over and she could go to bed, Jiang Yining was thinking, even though the nightgown she was wearing tonight was finally scrapped, she still had 29 sets at home...

The next day, the two of them slept until noon.

When Jiang Yining woke up, she saw He Chi leaning his head and looking at her again. He raised his lips, and his dark eyes were full of satisfaction.

She felt sore all over, and was frightened when she thought about the influence that nightgown had on He Chi last night.

Jiang Yining looked at He Chi pitifully, wanting to discuss something with him, "He Chi, can you give me those nightgowns..."

"cannot."

She hasn't said anything yet.

Jiang Yining pretended to be angry and turned his head to the other side.

He Chi chuckled, took her hand, and kissed the back of her hand. "Mrs. He, this is the birthday gift you promised to give me. Are you going to regret it so soon?"

Jiang Yining turned around and argued with him, "I didn't promise you to buy thirty sets at once. The set I promised you was already used last night."

He Chi was in the wrong, but for his own benefit, he risked his life, "How about this, you buy me a few uniforms, and I'll wear whatever you want me to wear."

Jiang Yining is not stupid either. She is the one who suffers in the end.

She closed her eyes and sighed. She found the husband herself, so she just had to endure it.

He Chi's low laughter sounded in his ears. Jiang Yining raised his hand and slapped him on the lips accurately.

He Chi indulged her, curling his lips and said, "If you are angry, hit me a few more times. Your husband is tough and not afraid of being beaten. Come on."

Jiang Yining ignored him.

He Chi didn't dare to provoke her again. After coaxing her, he got up to wash up. It was too late to get up, and there was not enough time to cook, so he had to ask the restaurant to deliver the food.

In the afternoon, he went out to the supermarket to shop. The stock in the drawer was almost used up, so he just bought some back.

When he returned home, He Chi saw Jiang Yining sitting on a blanket in front of the sofa and falling asleep while reading a book.

She lay on the table, the book in her hand fell to the ground, and He Xiaohui squatted lazily at her feet, and the warm sunlight came in through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

He Chi put the things he bought on the dining table, walked to Jiang Yining, bent down, and picked her up gently.

After putting her on the bed and covering her with the quilt, He Chi sat by the bed for a while, looking at her sleeping face, his dark eyes became gentle.

Just as he was about to bend down and kiss her, he caught a glimpse of He Xiaohui walking in slowly.

He Chi stood up, picked up He Xiaohui with one hand, took it out and closed the door.

Perhaps she was too tired last night, Jiang Yining slept until nightfall. When she woke up, her stomach growled twice.

At this time, He Chi opened the bedroom door and saw that she was awake.

Jiang Yining's eyes were still hazy from just waking up. She stared at He Chi's handsome face for a while, smiled at him, and opened her arms to him.

He Chi raised the corners of his lips slightly, sat down on the bed and held her in his arms.

The aroma of food drifted into the master bedroom, and Jiang Yining suddenly woke up. He pushed He Chi away and got out of bed.

Stir-fried prawns, appetizing pickled fish, old pigeon soup...

Jiang Yining turned around to look for He Chi.

He Chi said, "Aunt Zhang is back. She made most of these dishes. I'm helping her and learning at the same time."

She said that He Chi doesn’t have this skill yet.

He Chi served the rice and saw He Xiaohui pushing his cat bowl over. He gave him the steamed chicken breast.

A whole day had passed, and Jiang Yining had just remembered that Song Xingjin had sent Zhang Qiao home last night. She found Zhang Qiao's WeChat and asked, "How was it last night?" This chapter has been read (please click on the next chapter to continue reading!)