Yu Wangyou had been subjected to her husband’s endless demands one after another, leaving her legs thoroughly weak.
She reached out with arms as plump and tender as lotus roots, and said in a coquettish tone, "Carry me to Fuqing Hotel."
"Alright." How could Gu Wangci ever resist his wife looking at her like this? The corners of his lips immediately curled up as he bent down and scooped her into his arms.
Chapter 22