Nan Fei ran her hands up and down several times, surprised by how good it felt to the touch. This guy was not only handsome, but he also felt good to touch. Looking down at him from above, Nan Fei thought to herself that even though this guy was prone to jealousy and had a thick skin, he was really good-looking!
Sometimes she would wonder, how could Huo Beijiang be so hopelessly in love with her? Nan Fei even suspected if he was blind.
In her previous life, she hadn't felt much about it, but in this life, Nan Fei felt fortunate. Not only fortunate, but also surprised and incredulous as if a pie had fallen from the sky and hit her.
"What are you daydreaming about?" Huo Beijiang moved slightly, his voice husky as he asked.
Nan Fei was jolted by his movement and, before she knew it, fell into his arms.
Huo Beijiang laughed triumphantly, "Wife, you've thrown yourself into my arms, don't blame me!"
