My Precious Wife (18)

Ai Bao said awkwardly, "That… won't be necessary…"

"But I'm curious." An Yibei wouldn't budge.

"Curiosity kills the cat!"

"Fortunately, I'm a human being."

"…"

Ai Bao bit her lip. "Stop it…"

"Hm?" An Yibei raised an eyebrow. "Are you telling me that you can gasp for other men, but not for me?"

Those were such childish words that Ai Bao found it hard to believe that they came from An Yibei.

She asked tentatively, "Are you jealous?"

"Heh." An Yibei smirked. "Why should I be? Who am I to get jealous?"

… So, he was jealous.

Wringing her hands together, Ai Bao said in grievance, "If you really want to listen, I…"

Summoning up her courage, she picked up a folder, raised it high above her head, then banged it down on her head. She whimpered in pain.

That indeed sounded like the gasps in the clip…

"That was how I did it…" Ai Bao sniffled.