Chapter 150: Sorry, my face slipped.

Xu Musen had a very comfortable sleep.

Feeling that it was about time, Xu Musen subconsciously moved his head.

A sensation like silk stockings, fine and smooth, yet elastic, greeted him.

He couldn't help but marvel inside, "The country's infrastructure has really improved, even the high-speed train seats are fitted with black stockings?"

He had a dream, in which he returned to his previous life.

The first two years after he got married to Yao Mingyue, the days Xu Musen lived were pretty good.

He didn't need to work every day, just playing the part of a good house-husband, cooking meals, exercising the body.

Yao Mingyue, after finishing her busy day at the company, would come straight home and cling to him like an octopus.

She would even force him to massage her feet and legs without taking off her stockings, and if she was slightly unsatisfied, she would "punish" him severely at night.

Those days... were actually sometimes shamelessly enjoyable.