My Dear Wife, Please Be Gentle!

After dinner, Qiao Duo’er went to bed early.

Tan Zhenghong hugged his wife, blood pumping with desire. It wasn’t really his fault; he was at an age of restless energy and couldn’t control himself.

Qiao Duo’er warned in a low voice, "If you dare to mess around, from now on, I’ll sleep with the baby, and you can sleep in the crib."

The little bed was quite big; Tan Zhenghong could definitely fit if he curled up.

"Duo’er, I think you’re the best woman in the world, both beautiful and understanding..."

Compliments flowed from Tan Zhenghong like they cost nothing. Qiao Duo’er quickly interrupted, "Even if you talk flowers today, you won’t get your way."

If it happened again, separation wouldn’t be far off, and besides, Tan Zhenghong’s back wouldn’t be able to take it if it happened too often.

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Tan Zhenghong sighed, hugging his wife and closing his eyes, but his breathing was still heavy.