C553 Mastering a Superb Skill

Han Bing was on my left, so I purposely pointed to my right thigh. "Wife, it's itchy here. Hurry up and scratch it, it's itchy to death."

Without looking, she lifted her head and gave me a scratch, probably embarrassed.

Although we have been married for more than half a year, she is still a daughter of yellow flowers, and she is still a little shy in this regard.

Cough cough, such a failure