When John came back from his shower, he happened to see Nina sneaking something under the pillow.
Hearing the footsteps of John, Nina hurriedly buried the needle in her hand under the pillow, quickly turned over and sat down, smiling at John.
"Have you finished?"
"Yes." John leaned against the wall and stood there with his hands crossed.
What did Nina put under the pillow?
There were only...
John squinted his eyes and wondered if his little girl thought he had pricked the condoms with a needle again?
The reason why he wanted his little girl to have a baby was that he wanted to have more people to tie her up, not to use her as a fertility tool.
His little girl once said that she didn't want to have a baby so early.
He wouldn't force her to do anything she didn't like.
Seeing that he was inquiring, Nina smiled to hide her guilt.
She used to be the one who uncovered him who pricked the condoms, and she secretly changed them.
Now she was the one who was pricked the condoms.
If the changed of her attitude was known by others, wouldn't it let John be complacent?
Even a couple needed image management occasionally.
Nina convinced herself. She gradually calmed down and uncovered the quilt to lie in.
"It's time to sleep, honey." Nina raised her eyebrows and seduced the man intentionally or unintentionally.
It was rare for him to see his wife take the initiative.
But why did he feel like laughing?
Perhaps it was because Nina's intention to seduce him was too obvious, and her twinkling eyes seemed to cramp.
For the first time, he felt that his smart wife was a little silly.
John leaned against the wall and laughed in a low voice. He didn't stop laughing until he pressed his fist against his lips.
If in the past, as long as Nina took a little initiative, the man would pounce on her. But today, he was standing there laughing.
Nina stopped blinking her eyes, withdrew her attractive eyes and smile, and said with a dark face, "What are you laughing at? Don't you have any thought? "
"No." John stood there with a doting smile on his face.
"No? !" With her beautiful eyes wide open, Nina stood up from the bed and lifted her nightdress a little, revealing the side of her white thigh. "I'm already like this. Don't you really have any thought?"
Nina thought this was impossible!
In the past, even if she stretched out her neck a little, John would take the opportunity to bite her neck.
Now half of her leg was exposed, but he said no?
"No." John repeated. The smile on his face deepened.
John hadn't seen his little girl so energetic for a long time.
He missed it.
She was a little cute.
Without knowing what was on John's mind, Nina felt as if she had been provoked.
"I have already... I'm..." Nina stretched out her hand and made an S shape gesture along her calf, thigh, and thin waist. "Well..."
'Don't you have any thought?
John, I have my own dignity!'
Nina opened her mouth slightly and seemed to be more angry.
"I'll make you a glass of milk." Suddenly, John walked towards the door. "Drinking milk before sleep is good for sleep."
Nina was speechless... Standing on the bed, Nina watched John leaving as if nothing had happened and then he walked out of the bedroom.
An indescribable feeling surged up in Nina's heart.
Was it because her charm had declined, or was it because John couldn't do it because he did it every day for a long time?
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