I Object, Your Honor (2)

"Oh, darn it. I'm so tired." Tang Moyu complained next to him as they sat on a blanket he spread on the sand. On another side, their little buns were trying to roast their marshmallows in front of the huge bonfire Song Fengyan and He Lianchen had made earlier while the girls were busy in the game.

"I can give you a massage if you want. You didn't strain any muscle, did you?" Feng Tianyi chuckled and passed her bottled water.

"No. I don't think so. We did some warm up exercises before the game. Must be because my body is not as fit as it was anymore." She muttered in annoyance before twisting the cup of her drink to take a sip.

She felt Feng Tianyi lean forward and nibble her earlobe.

"I object, Your Honor. I think my wife's body is perfect and just right." His arm snaked around her waist before kissing her cheek gently.