Upon hearing Mu Ning call him husband, Qin Qi could no longer restrain himself.
Without a word, he supported her slender, curvy waist and charged into the enemy's formation right there.
"Mmm~"
Mu Ning's delicate body trembled, her red lips slightly parted, and her breath quickened on the spot.
She didn't expect that the second time doing this with Qin Qi would be even more wonderful than the first.
Faced with Qin Qi's frenzied onslaught, Mu Ning's cheeks blushed like a peach, and her gaze toward Qin Qi was filled with deep affection. As a result, her movements became more accommodating, and her whole state even more frenzied.
To the extent that she had long abandoned all reason, her red lips parted and she spoke in an orchid-like breath: "Since I, I already called you husband, then what, what should you call me?"
Qin Qi raised his eyebrows.
Mature women really do have their own charms.
He grinned and said, "Does Aunt Mu want me to call you wife?"
