Chapter 170 - 170 170: How about we get down to something practical?

“Huh?” Suri was puzzled.

“Wife, we can’t watch anymore, or else your husband is going to explode right here.” Yigol hinted.

“If we don’t watch, how do we know what they’ll say later?” Suri glanced at Yigol with disdain and underestimated him. “What are you pretending for? I remember your phone having quite a few of these little videos, much more than this.”

Yigol replied, “That was before. After having you as my wife, I never watched those again. Watching those is not as good as watching you.”

After hearing Yigol’s words, Suri glanced at him subconsciously and then shyly lowered her head.

The bashful look made the fire Yigol had just suppressed rise again.

Three minutes later, Suri whispered, “They’re done. My hand… it’s sore…”

“But I still need it.” Yigol replied.

“That’s your problem, not ours.” Suri’s face was so red she could drip blood.

With Suri not cooperating, Yigol had no choice but to go to the bathroom by himself.

“Hold on, buddy. Your spring is coming soon… soon…” Yigol whispered to himself.

When he came back, Suri was no longer in the living room.

Yigol glanced at the computer and complained, “Are you even a man? Finishing in just two minutes?”

After Yigol left, Suri rushed into her room, leaning against the door. She took several deep breaths before her emotions stabilized a bit.

Thinking about the scenes just now, she instantly became unsettled again.

What was he doing?

She was a woman, not to mention a pretty one, still an unmarried girl. But that man, how could he…?

As she thought about it, Suri shook her head vigorously, entered the small bathroom in her room, and hurriedly washed her face with cold water, forcing herself to calm down.

When she returned to the living room, Yigol had already regained his usual demeanor and was typing away on the keyboard.

Suri pretended to be composed and asked, “Husband, what are you doing?”n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

“I’m looking at Tianna’s phone. She’s been using three phones on her own. Is it because one phone can’t keep up with all those men?”