Wei Anning pointed at her own face and said happily, "Kiss me, and I'll tell you."
Leng Youchen's eyes brightened. He squatted in front of her, pressing her waist with his hands, and said with a grin, "If my wife wants me to kiss her, just say it, no need to play coy. Not just once, I'll kiss you ten times, a hundred times if you like."
Wei Anning blushed, "You smooth talker..."
Before she finished speaking, the man kissed her firmly. At that moment, a couple of nurses passed by with carts, saw the two embracing intimately, and walked away smiling.
After a long time, Leng Youchen finally let go of her. Seeing her flushed cheeks from lack of oxygen, his heart skipped a beat, "Well, madam, are you satisfied with your husband's kiss?"
"I don't want to talk to you!" Wei Anning felt embarrassed; she had meant to tease him, but ended up being teased herself.
