Chapitre 575: Chapter 575 Regretting Too Late_1

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In the evening, after Zhulan had put her little son to bed, she turned around to see Zhou Shuren still smiling, "Alright, that's enough, hurry up and rest."

Humming a tune, Zhou Shuren said, "Just the thought of Yao Wenqi going mad lifts my spirits."

Zhulan rolled her eyes internally. That's why you should never provoke Zhou Shuren – he holds a grudge like no other, remembered for a lifetime, "Go to sleep."

Zhou Shuren snuffed out the candle and lifted the blankets to pull Zhulan closer, "I'm still used to sleeping on the heated brick bed. As one gets older, they prefer the warmth."

The chilly spring wind was piercing to the bone and made lying down somewhat uncomfortable.

Zhulan was somewhat better off; unlike Zhou Shuren who sat all day, she stretched out her hand to massage his waist, "Let me press on it for you."

Zhou Shuren turned over, "Okay."