In a moment, the room was filled with the gentle and affectionate voice of the beautiful wife. Her tone was soothing and she shared with her husband her daily routine after he went out to work in an unhurried manner.

There are surveillance cameras installed at home. Shen Yanming is certainly not a pervert, he is just worried that his wife is alone at home and is afraid that something might happen.

A husband who is extremely protective of his wife naturally never misses any detail of his wife's life.

However, even though I saw it during the day, it didn't stop my husband from listening to it again carefully when he came home at night.

After all, as a husband, I really want my wife to share every detail of her life.

The couple next to them were living a boring life, repeating the same thing day after day, while the man leaning against the headboard was enjoying himself listening to it.

Even though his wife couldn't see the expression on her husband's face, Chen Yanming remained enthusiastic. Every time his wife said something, he nodded and responded actively, never allowing his wife to say a word in vain.

Qing Yuer: "I woke up late this morning, and when I opened my eyes you were gone. I felt empty inside, so I got up and ate the breakfast you prepared."

Chen Yanming: "Wife, I see you didn't eat much of your Western breakfast today. Are you tired of it? Do you want to eat buns or shaomai tomorrow? You haven't eaten them for many days. I'll make them for you."

Qing Yuer: "The braised pork Aunt Zhao made at noon was delicious!"

Chen Yanming: "My wife likes the braised pork made by Aunt Zhao! I'll ask her tomorrow if she has any other specialties that you like. Tell me and I'll learn."

Holding his delicate and soft wife tightly in his arms, the two chatted for a long time, one talking happily and the other responding happily.

Time unknowingly got later. The wife in my arms yawned loudly. I lowered my head and stared at my sleepy wife.

The long eyes were dark, and someone was ready to make a move under him. His thin lips with hot breath suddenly came close to the ear of his wife with tearful eyes.

He saw that the white jade earlobe in front of him was immediately stained with bright red without any resistance. The man touched his wife's hand and groped down with bad intentions.

Qing Yuer asked tentatively while listening to the low and hoarse voice with hot breath next to her ear.

"Wife, is it okay?"

Qing Yuer's beautiful face was blushing as her body couldn't stop trembling due to the stimulation of her husband with overflowing hormones. She was so embarrassed that she wanted to find a crack in the ground to hide on the spot. How could she ask this?

The wife had nowhere to hide, so she hid in her husband's arms, suppressed her shyness, bit her red lips, and nodded tremblingly.

Holding his wife who was hiding her breasts out of shyness, the husband got what he wanted, a happy smile appeared on his face, and then he buried himself in the quilt with his wife.