Tan Zhenghong had high demands in this matter, desiring twice a night if possible, but ever since the pregnancy, he had been restraining himself, even in the few pitiable instances he hadn't fully let go.
During the time of the epidemic, he left early and returned late, and after the epidemic ended, she entered the late stage of pregnancy.
Qiao Duo'er cleared her throat, "Go to bed."
Tan Zhenghong gritted his teeth, as he now had no choice but to pull the bow and shoot, but even going to bed wouldn't help him sleep!
"I'll help you," Qiao Duo'er's eyes shifted away.
Tan Zhenghong's eyes immediately lit up, and after getting out of the bath tub, he grabbed a towel and left.
If he was in the bath tub, his wife certainly would feel too embarrassed to take care of her urgent needs; by going out to dry himself, he could save some time.
Waiting was an agonizing process, but the thought of his wife coming to love him in a while brought some comfort to Tan Zhenghong's heart.