"He is still a child." With a serious look on her face, Nina said, "Although I beat someone when I'm drunk, I can tell the difference between an adult and a child. I won't beat a child."
John felt a little better.
But it was not enough.
"Will you beat your brother?"
Nina shook her head. "No, I didn't have the time. Wynn stopped me and I made him in bed for a whole week."
John chuckled.
She didn't have time to beat Leon, it meant that she would still beat Leon.
John finally felt better.
It seemed that he was right. His wife was special to him.
John bit the earlobe of Nina and exhaled in her ear, "For the sake of your special care for me, I'll give you another gift later."
"Another gift?" Nina's eyes lit up again.
"Well, a gift." With a faint smile, John carried her upstairs and sat on the edge of the bed.
When he turned around, Nina saw a scratch on the back of his hand. She immediately grabbed his hand and pulled it in front of her eyes to see it clearly.
In addition to the scratches on the back of his left hand, there was also a slightly wound in the palm of his hand. Judging from the size and shape of the wound, it was caused by scissors.
Scissors?
Nina immediately thought of the cheongsam he made himself for her.
"I was hurt by accident. I'm fine." John withdrew his hand.
Nina grabbed it tightly and opened his finger to look carefully. There were many small pinholes on it.
He must have pricked his hand accidentally when he sewed the cheongsam.
Nina touched his finger and felt a lump in her throat.
The cheongsam she was wearing was really sewed by him, with a pair of scissors.
Thinking of him, a man, sewing clothes with needles, Nina turned tears into smiles and looked up at him with tears.
"Did others laugh at you when they saw you make the clothes?"
"No." If anyone dared to laugh at him, he would sew his mouth.
John turned around to face Nina and held her hand, then pulled her into his arms.
Nina put her arms around his waist and smelled the unique fragrance of his body, mixed with a faint smell of tobacco.
John hadn't smoked a cigarette recently.
But he still had this kind of smell on his body. It was not choking at all. Instead, it smelled good.
"Thank you, honey." Nina's head rubbed against his chest and she smiled. "Thank you for everything you have done for me tonight. This is the best birthday gift I've received in the past twenty years."
"I like this cheongsam very much, especially its workmanship is very exquisite. You must have spent a lot of time on it." Nina didn't know how to express her gratitude, but there were tears in her eyes and joy in her heart.
"Not much time." It was just that more than ten cheongsams were destroyed by him then he made such a good product.
"I guess so. You are so smart. You must have succeeded at one time." Nina smiled and said, "My husband is so awesome."
John smiled and said nothing.
He looked away with a little guilty.
The curtain of the room was always open, and the window was half open. They could see trees of different heights outside, and the moon was hanging at the top of the tree.
As the breeze blew, the trees swayed and made a sound.
The curtains would also flutter slightly.
John really hoped that they were already gray haired now.
"Honey." John held her hands which were on his waist and slowly moved them down. With an evil smile, he said, "You have to open this gift yourself."
Nina blushed, "Old Pervert."
"Old?" John raised her chin and bent down to kiss her.
Just now, he was thinking that it would be nice if they were already gray haired, but on one thing, he hoped that he would be young forever.
Human was really a contradiction.
The breathing in the bedroom was rapid and heavy, and the bright moon outside the window shyly hid into the clouds. Only insects' chirp accompanied them, and the breeze carried gifts.
The next day, the sun was shining brightly.
James got up early and sneaked into the hall. Helen had already made breakfast and called him, "Mr. James."
"Mr. John and Mrs. Nina haven't woken up yet. You can't have breakfast together this morning. I'll take it to the side hall for you. You can have breakfast there."
Helen lowered her voice for fear of disturbing the people upstairs.
She came to make breakfast at six o'clock this morning and still heard some noise. Nina and John just fell asleep.
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