My wife is so fierce, I must behave myself from now on.
"Okay, I’ll listen to everything you say."
Adam Jones, trying to curry favor with a guilty look, hugged Elly Campbell and pecked her cheek, "So, if my performance is very impressive, is there any reward for me?"
"The punishment is so severe; shouldn’t the reward system be a bit more substantial?"
Adam Jones looked at Elly Campbell with a beaming smile, continuing to act like a spoiled child.
Elly Campbell looked at him, raised an eyebrow, and suddenly, a smile tinged the edges of her eyes. She looped her arm through his and said,
"Does having a daughter count as a big present?"
Adam Jones’s eyes lit up, "Of course, this gift is too precious, it’s priceless to me."
At the mention of having a daughter, joy instantly replaced everything else in Adam Jones’s eyes.
Adam Jones looked slightly troubled as he touched Elly Campbell’s flat stomach and said,
"I’ve tried so many times already, why hasn’t she arrived yet?"
At his words, Elly Campbell looked down, a sly smile crossing the depths of her eyes, and as she looked up, that slyness had disappeared.
"Maybe you’ve tried too many times, and it’s a bit... insufficient?"
For a man to be deemed insufficient by his wife, that was indeed a towering shame. Instantly, he scooped up Elly Campbell and marched towards the bed.
"Doubting your man’s abilities at such a time deserves a beating, you know?"
He laid Elly Campbell on the bed and began to unbutton his shirt. Elly Campbell, thinking of the day’s check-up results, quickly moved forward to plead for mercy.
"Alright, alright, I know you’re capable, I was just joking with you."
"It’s too late to beg for mercy now."
Adam Jones was not buying her act, reaching to unbutton her clothes.
"Not these few days, it’s not alright!"
Elly Campbell urgently grabbed her clothes, looking pitifully at him and whined, "Husband."
Adam Jones couldn’t resist her calling him that way, his legs going weak every time she did.
He narrowed his eyes, the spark in them clearly understandable to Elly Campbell, chuckled twice, and forcefully pulled at the neckline of his garment, revealing his bronze chest and the sensual lines of his collarbone.
"If you hadn’t called me that just now, I might have let you off, but now..."
His smile carried a hint of mischief as he squinted at Elly Campbell, "Do you think I can still let you off?"
The man’s wild aura crept closer to Elly Campbell bit by bit. She stretched out her arms, blocking him,
Seeing the wave of heat in his eyes, Elly Campbell knew she had pushed too far and rushed to make amends. She threw herself at him, kissing his lips several times, then once again, she pleaded,
"It’s not okay these few days, I’ve got my ’guest’."
Upon hearing this, Adam Jones dared not misbehave further, because the consequence would only make him more uncomfortable. He forcefully repressed that yearning that had made his legs go weak.
He poked Elly Campbell’s forehead, "You’re ruthless."
After saying that, he quickly got out of bed and rushed to the bathroom for a cold shower.
Elly Campbell watched her husband hastily run to the bathroom and couldn’t help but laugh out loud.
She placed her hand gently on her flat stomach, her expression softening involuntarily.
Adam Jones stayed in the bathroom for a full hour before he came out. When he saw Elly Campbell, his eyes still carried a hint of reproach.