Chapter 347 A Tough Husband at Home

Once again, Sheng Jinghuai woke up from his dream, and habitually behind him, he explored the side of his body.

It's empty there.

He sighed weakly, no longer sleepy.

Getting up and grabbing his cigarettes and lighter he went up to the loft, lighting a cigarette and taking a drag before bending slightly to look through the binoculars.

A slight turn of the camera revealed the woman leaning against the railing.

She didn't sleep either?

Sheng Jinghuai looked at the time on his cell phone, it was already past one o'clock.

Standing out in the yard blowing off steam after 1:00 at night without going to bed?

He couldn't quite understand the woman.

Or maybe he'd never gotten a good look at the woman before.

The two cross paths, starting with the night of the misadventure.

At that time Sheng Jinghuai was a prodigal son, as long as it was a good looking woman, he was fine with it.

Of course at that time he was also the mos