Chapter 190 I Am Your Feet And You Are My Hands (1/2)

John narrowed his eyes at Adrian. ”What's so funny?” he asked.

He stared at him intently, waiting for an answer. Adrian shook his head. ”Nothing. Nothing's funny,” he replied while desperately calming himself down.

He had never offended anyone. He was not about to offend John now.

He cleared his throat, took a deep breath, and asked cautiously, ”So last night, Mrs. Shi...”

”Not last night,” John interjected. Whenever it was half past eleven in the evening, the alarm clock would ring. Nina set it that way so that she could be reminded of his bedtime.

John had a regular routine and had always relied on his biological clock. But he felt good when Nina reminded him to go to bed on time.

So he just let her remind him.

Little by little, he had stopped bothering her at night, so their husband-and-wife activities were pushed earlier in the day.

Adrian smiled meaningfully and said, ”So you two did it during...”

”Daytime, yes,” John snapped, starting to feel a little impatient. With another cold and stern look from John, Adrian shut up and reconsidered his next words.

Seeing that John was still frowning, Adrian had to risk his life to advise him. ”Mr. Shi, why don't you just ask your wife if she was not ...satisfied?”

Adrian thought saying the word would pop his brain out of his skull. It was so much pressure talking to John about such matters. He did not usually stutter, but John's powerful presence easily dumbed down any usually articulate person.

The entire world k

. I don't think I can use chopsticks or get my hand wet for the next few days. You have to take care of me.”