Actually, Li Tingyan wanted to say that the softest thing is still his little wife, but those words are a bit too, well, inappropriate for such a sensitive moment.
Nianyang was suddenly pulled close by the man's arms, her already tense heart seemed like it was about to leap out of her left atrium, and she instinctively wriggled a bit,
"Tingyan, I only let you come up to sleep, I didn't say you could touch me..."
This man really knows how to take advantage of the situation, suddenly she regretted letting him into bed...
"Wife, it's cold, holding you is warm." Li Tingyan nuzzled against Nianyang's swan-like neck. He had to admit, having a wife is great, holding her while sleeping is so comfortable, much better than when he used to sleep alone every night.
"Nini, don't be afraid, I'll just hold you. Until we get our marriage certificate, I won't touch you!"
