When did he become so smooth with his words?
Leng Zhiyuan rolled her eyes at him and roughly pinched his ear as she said, "You are still going on?"
Zhou Yao bent over, and their faces were almost against one another's. He blinked and had a fatigued smile on his face as he said, "Okay, Wifey, don't be angry anymore. I'm just blurry with anger just now. I will be better once I am done letting my craziness out. Don't worry about me."
His tone became soft suddenly. Leng Zhiyuan felt too bad to continue grabbing him, so she let go of his ear.
They went into the bathroom. Leng Zhiyuan was on the ground. She had a look and saw that Zhou Yao was filling the tub for her.
"After you are done with your confinement, you can soak in hot water for a while. Remove your clothes quickly and get in." The man stood behind her as he hurried her.
She turned her head back to glare at him as she said, "Go out!"
"Wifey, I will help you scrub your back."
