My beloved wife novel Chapter 189

Aaron stroked his wife's hair and suddenly knocked on her head. "Just keep pretending that you don't understand me. I don't want to explain to you."

Seeing that he was a little angry, Rita smiled and moved her face close to him. "Well, well, well. I'm not joking with you. Don't be angry."

"Hey, do you know how many days I've been as a monk? If you don't let me do it, I am going to be a real monk."

In the past, Aaron did not lack women. But now it was different. Now he had Rita, and he didn't want to have sex with other women at all. In his eyes, there was only Rita.

"Riri," he looked at his wife seriously, "I'm serious. I don't even know what meat tastes like."

"Don't you eat meat every day?" Rita rolled her eyes.

"I mean that kind of meat! Try to pretend that you don't understand! Try it!"

Rita stuck out her tongue, feeling that Aaron was about to lose his temper. She looked at him and smiled. "You want to do something bad to me."

"Oh, I'm not as bad as you!" ...

But when he thought that his wife was wronged, he didn't get angry but only feel worried. He understood all the grievances in her heart. He felt sorry for her and angry for himself that he couldn't protect her well.

Now he could only do everything he could to make it up to her. He wanted to be good to her, to make up for her, and to give all the stars in the sky to her. As long as she wanted, he was willing to give everything.

He stared at Rita for a long time, but she didn't know what he was looking at. She raised her head and glared at him. "If you look at me again, I'll dig your eyes out."

"If you want me to give you this pair of eyeballs, I will give it to you," Aaron smiled.

"Nobody wants it, okay?" Rita turned her face aside and said, "Well, I'm full. I don't want to eat any more. Just pack up these things."

Aaron was willing to be at her service. He cleaned up all the dishes on her table and took out the bottles of juice for her. "Which one do you want to drink?"

Rita casually took over a glass of orange juice. "Aaron Leng," she suddenly called him. She didn't even know why she should call him. She was not supposed to do so.

Aaron was stunned and felt curiously. Seeing that she handed the bottle to him, he took it over and asked, "What can I do for you?"

Rita raised her eyebrows with a smile and said, "Twist off the lid for me."

Aaron quickly uncapped the bottle for her. Rita gave him a wink and asked, "You know women in love usually cannot even open the lid of a bottle. Why is that?"

Aaron didn't understand. So he gave her a curious face to let her continue, "Because women want to act like a spoiled child to her lover."