Jiang Baige also went into the room to rest with the help of Zhou Xiuying.

The cold wind was howling outside, but it was warm as spring inside the house.

When Chen Jianguo and his father came back from drinking with a few cadres, he saw that his wife was already asleep, so he quickly took off his clothes and climbed into bed.

He trembled and said, "Wife, are you asleep?"

As he said this, his hand began to touch his wife's body dishonestly.

Jiang Baige discovered it when he came back.

I felt a warm body against my back, and then I said, "That hand touching there, it's so cold!"

Chen Jianguo's voice was mischievous, and then he said, "Where are you cold? I'll warm you up in a moment."

As he spoke, a fire started from his body.

Feeling the man's movements, Jiang Baige tried to escape, but was finally pulled back into his arms.

Jiang Baige said, "It's New Year's Day, can you think of something else?"

Chen Jianguo chuckled twice, then spoke into her ear.

"It's been a month, you don't still agree!"

He followed the doctor's advice and hadn't touched his wife for two months. After drinking a little wine today, he couldn't control himself.

It was warm and had a hint of alcohol. When I breathed in the smell of alcohol on him, I didn't know if it was him or my body's reaction.

Jiang Baige was seduced by him and agreed without thinking.

There was snow outside, and the whiteness on one side made the whole house brighter.

The overlapping shadows on the big bed were also a beautiful scene. After the clouds and rain stopped, Jiang Baige fell into a deep sleep.

After being single for so long, Chen Jianguo was finally satisfied. He covered his wife with a quilt, hugged her, closed his eyes, and fell asleep in just a few seconds.