Song Yansheng's soft laughter came through: "Since you're awake, why don't we do something productive, hmm?"
Productive? What kind of productive?
Shi Nuan, embarrassed, shrank back and said: "Second Uncle, you must be really tired today!"
Song Yansheng chuckled: "I am indeed tired, but I still have enough energy for you!"
Shi Nuan: "..."
This man...
Shi Nuan felt her ears tingling, but she was caught entirely in his embrace, unable to resist.
She called out softly: "Second Uncle..."
"Good Nuannuan, today we took wedding photos; you're the bride, I'm the groom, you should call me hubby..."
Shi Nuan bit her lip, her face feeling warm. Even in the dim light, she knew her face must be completely flushed.
Song Yansheng spoke: "Good Nuannuan, call me hubby, hmm?"
The "hmm" was nasal, lightly brushing against Shi Nuan's ear.
Shi Nuan felt her ears tingling even more, not just her ears, her whole body felt itchy.
"Nuannuan, call me hubby, and I'll spare you tonight..."
