C222 The Grinding Monster

The car slowly drove into the villa gate.

Nan Jinshen had not woken up yet. He still had his eyes closed and leaned on Su Yuyan's shoulder. He slept very peacefully.

"Hubby, we are home..."

Su Yuyan stretched out a slender finger and gently pushed her husband's shoulder. In Nan Jinshen's sleep, he felt someone gently push him. The first thing he did was not to wake up