Reborn in the 1960S, I Became a Millionaire by Hunting

In the 1960s, I woke up from a nightmare of freezing to death on the streets. When I opened my eyes, my wife was curled up in the corner of the bed with her back to me. In my previous life, I gambled away all my family property and forced her to death. In this new life, I want to give her the best. He rubbed her back at night, and put his rough palms against the pale nape of her neck, making her tremble like a frightened bird. I didn't dare to move, I just rubbed it slowly with a cloth, from my shoulder blades to my waist. Her wet hair fell down, revealing a small piece of skin reddened by the heat, and her breathing became heavier!