บท 122: The Mafia King reminisces their first meeting

To so intimately call his name, Lihua felt embarrassed. It was understandable since they were married, but still…

She partly opened her mouth and was about to whisper his name. "W-Wei…"

As if butterflies tickled his stomach, a soft smile curved his lips upwards. He kissed her forehead. "En."

She blushed.

On the huge bed, they slept cuddling at the center of the quilt. Being wrapped in his arms felt warm and comfortable.

"Can I ask you something?"

"En."

"How did we meet?"

Wei lowered his gaze and looked at her small, expectant face shining in curiosity.

She pursed her lips. "Now that I don't remember anything, I want to know how we met."

I mean I have to know just where I met such a Godly handsome man! What is that heavenly place that marked our beginning?

Of course, Wei was bursting in happiness to know that she wanted to know more about him. But he was a little hesitant too. What if it might trigger something in her?