A Soulless Doll
Seeing his wife's panic, Feng Zhexuan's eyes flashed with a cunning light, and a playful smile hung on the corner of his mouth.
'Ah, my wife is so cute. It's so fun to tease her,' he thought as he covered his wife with a blanket.
After lying down, he did not go to sleep as before, but waited until he heard her low and even breathing coming from his side. He leaned closer to his wife and whispered, "Wife, are you asleep?"
Yan Yuling was not reacting to his words and was still sleeping soundly.
After confirming that she was really asleep, Feng Zhexuan slowly turned his wife's body and put his hand under her neck. He then draped her legs over his and draped her arms around his waist.
After covering their bodies, he pulled her close to his arms and let her head rest on his chest. He kissed her forehead and whispered, "Goodnight, Wife."