That night, on the wide and soft bed, Li Yifei pressed Ning Xin'er beneath him, looking at her sternly, and said, "I remember you said during the day that when studying, you should have the demeanor of studying. You can't be sloppy, you have to focus, you can't be indecisive. You almost made our daughter cry with your teaching. How come you forgot all this?"
Ning Xin'er was on the verge of tears. Who would have thought that after teaching her daughter during the day, she would be lectured by Li Yifei at night? Although she loved this kind of "lecture" wholeheartedly, loving every inch of her body, Li Yifei was too intense for her to handle.
She looked at Li Yifei pleadingly, her big watery eyes blinking twice, and she said in a tender voice, "Husband, I was wrong, please don't be mad at me!"
"Am I being mad at you? You're the one who didn't do well, you can't even manage the required positions, what else is there to say!" Li Yifei said deliberately.
