Yun Chunnuan had no idea what he was thinking.
She only saw her husband turn around, full of self-reproach, and her soft little hand gently placed over his rough big hand.
She wanted to say: Husband, no matter what happens, you're the only one who occupies my heart.
And only you.
To have a husband like this, what more could a wife ask for?
But then...
Her small hand was suddenly flung away.
Yun Chunnuan was stunned, "Husband?"
Yelyu Lie's gaze didn't know where to land!
His heart was racing, certain uncontrollable urges stirring wild thoughts within him. He didn't dare look at the bronze mirror, even less at the little darling.
Afraid that with just one glance, he'd turn into a beast.
Spit! Just a beast!
Yelyu Lie secretly cursed himself, lowering his eyes to stare at the bowl of egg porridge in his hand.
The soft white, slippery egg whites made his mind wander...
Lewd beast!
Yelyu Lie couldn't help but curse again.
