Due to the large temperature difference between inside and outside, there was a thin mist of water vapor on the glass.
When Mu Anhan pressed her palm against it, a small handprint appeared.
Gu Xiaozhan interlocked his fingers with hers and also left a print, and the two exchanged a smile.
Then, the marks on the glass became more and more chaotic.
He had Mu Anhan draw with her hand while he was so wild behind her; how could she draw properly!
A whole glass wall was scribbled into a mess by the two, yet the spring atmosphere in the room just wouldn't dissipate.
The long-missed marital affection seemed to bring them unparalleled joy.
Gu Xiaozhan held her in his arms, "Am I delicious, or are the pancakes delicious?"
Mu Anhan slightly curved her lips, with every part of her feeling immense joy, sweeping away the previous displeasure.
She met his gaze; if she dared to say the pancakes were delicious, she might have to "eat" this man for quite a while today.
