The night was pitch black. What a pity. If it were during the day, Qin Xiaoyao would have seen Song Que's frowning face when she turned around.
Damn it! Was this woman pretending to be dead?
"Er, Hubby…" Qin Xiaoyao finally spoke before Song Que could cough again to send her a reminder.
Qin Xiaoyao didn't dare to move as she was afraid that the bed beneath her would protest again.
At the same time, her heart tensed up quite tightly.
She was afraid that her words would make her attractive husband displeased again.
"Hmm." To her surprise, Qin Xiaoyao heard the person beside her respond.
Her heart trembled, and her face turned red immediately.
Damn it! It must be her predecessor's love-struck infatuation acting up again. She, Qin Xiaoyao, would never become so infatuated!
Qin Xiaoyao forced herself to calm down, but she still didn't dare to move.
After waiting for a while, Song Que still did not speak.
