In the end, Sheng Congzhi no longer knew where she was.
It was unclear how much time had passed when Fu Yan carried her back to the grand bed from the bathroom.
"Are you hungry?"
The man's voice was low and tender.
Sheng Congzhi was so tired she couldn't even lift her arms. "I'm okay."
Fu Yan clicked his tongue. "I'm okay?"
Sheng Congzhi: ????
What's wrong?
Fu Yan pinched her waist. "I thought, since your husband has worked so hard, you'd be quite tired and hungry."
This topic...
Sheng Congzhi cleverly shifted the topic. "What time is it?"
"Let me check." Fu Yan reached for his phone on the bedside table. "Wow, it's already 9:30, how did time fly so fast?"
Sheng Congzhi spoke directly. "Then you should hurry back to the hospital."
"What if I don't want to go back?" Fu Yan tossed the phone aside and embraced her again, his voice as low as if he were whining, "Wifey, I still want more..."
I...?
Sheng Congzhi just felt a tingling sensation on her scalp. "…I'm tired."
