The black lines on her forehead surfaced, "If your parents knew, they would give you a knock on your head."
"Since they can't do it, why don't you?" He grinned, putting his head on her chest. It was so soft and comfortable. "On behalf of my parents, give me a knock on the head... "
There were even two stars in his eyes, as if being beaten by his wife was an honor.
Su Qingyue pushed away his head, which was intent on taking advantage, "Get lost, and behave yourself."
His wife didn't want to hit him; she only pushed him. It was progress. She knew how to cherish her husband now. He was delighted and muttered, "I'm only misbehaving towards you, and you should appreciate it. Other women would beg for this."
"It's enough if other men are begging for it."
Now it was his turn to pick at his ears, "Wife, what did you just say?"