"I'm not Hinda Godwin. I won't remain calm if my wife sits on my lap."
If his wife sits on his lap, he will definitely lose control.
Hanson didn't think there was anything wrong with his thoughts.
Men always have some thoughts when facing their beautiful wives; it would be abnormal if they didn't.
Although his thoughts were a bit excessive, it was human nature.
Vania replied, "Very well, she couldn't argue with that."
She knew she couldn't outwit him with her sharp tongue.
She asked, "Can't you be as aloof in front of me as you are outside?"
Hanson, in front of others, was synonymous with aloofness and self-restraint.
He acted like an old monk, but the contrast was particularly striking when he was with her.
Thinking of his wife's request, Hanson suddenly became aloof and self-restrained. "Do you like this one?"
He could show off the type of things his wife liked anytime, anywhere.
Of course, only his wife had this privilege.
However, it was limited to showing off. He couldn't be self-restrained.
Before Vania appeared, maybe he could.
But after she appeared, it was impossible.
He was caught off guard.
Vania patted her slightly flushed face and said, "At least for now, I really like it. Keep it up."
She mentioned those words to prevent him from saying embarrassing things in front of her.
"No need." Hanson couldn't be bothered to pretend, his true self had long been seen by Vania.
If he acted aloof now, wouldn't it cause trouble for himself?
How could he have close contact with his wife if he acted aloof and self-restrained?
Vania said, "Fine. He can say whatever he wants."
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