Gong Jue was really angry!
His wife was so petite that he could not bear to touch even a single hair on her head, especially since he had been busy with work these past few days. When he returned home, it was either late at night or early in the morning.
Although seeing the silly woman sleeping on the big bed could stir up the surging waves in his body in a second and make him want to pounce on her and squeeze her dry, he restrained himself with a strong will.
Because he could see that she was also very tired.
He would rather take a cold shower to solve it than to torment his stupid woman.
But now, the woman that he had been taking care of with all his heart had been drained of all her strength for the sake of outsiders. She, who was full of spiritual energy and had always been in good health, had actually fainted!
How could this not make gong jue angry?
