Deep Affection: Honey, Come Back To Me

The darkness was a cover, so that the embarrassment on John's face would not be discovered.

'I didn't expect that James would come in through the window at midnight. When I ran into him just now, I almost wanted to find a place to hide.

As an elder, I couldn't lose face in front of the younger generation. Although I had stolen my wife in the past at midnight, I couldn't show it in front of the younger generation confidently.'

However, James didn't think so much. He was not only thick skinned, but also had a clear mind about his Uncle John's character.

James had guessed that his Uncle John would do this, but he didn't expect that he would run into him by chance. 'But it doesn't matter. Anyway, we would take our won wife back to our own room.'

"I'm opening." James lowered his voice. There was only a sound accompanied by breath coming out of his throat. He picked up the iron wire and was about to open the door.

John stopped James, stretched out his hand and opened it. The spare key was in his hand.

"There is a key. Open it quickly." With a happy look on James's face, he threw the iron wire in his hand away

ill know what happened exactly."

"I don't know where my brother went. He just said that he would come on my wedding day. I'm sleepy. Good night." Nina yawned tiredly.

"Good night." Emma turned off the light.

The light in the crack of the door finally disappeared, and the signal of action had already sounded. At this time, James stood up again and was about to break in.

John put his hand on James's shoulder, indicating that they had to wait until the two women fell asleep.

The two women chatted until midnight. As long as they were sleepy, they would fall asleep soon.

At about three o'clock in the morning, the two of men finally opened the door and tiptoed to the bed.

They had been in the darkness for a long time and had adapted to it. They could almost see the person's face.

James walked out of the door with his wife in his arms, his waist was so straight and upright. There was no sneaky expression now when he turned the window just now.

After they left, John carried his wife upstairs gently and put her into bed, hugging her tightly.

'Sure enough, only by holding my wife could I sleep well.'