Qin Huan looked up at Huo Jinnan, "Alright, I'll lay down a floor of durian shells for you."
Huo Jinnan held Qin Huan tightly, silently thinking to himself: Girl, if I can't come back then, I might never return.
He didn't like being controlled by others, so he had to eliminate future concerns once and for all. If it weren't for necessity, he wouldn't choose to leave now.
He didn't want the kids to always be in danger either.
Qin Huan gazed at Huo Jinnan, her eyes clear and bright, "Jinnan."
Her beautiful, slender fingers fell on the buttons of his shirt, instinctively gripping tightly.
A subtle action, he instantly knew her anxiety, his long, slender fingers lifted her silky black hair, spreading it across his lightly tanned arm, "Don't worry about me."
Qin Huan responded with an "Mm", and smiled sweetly, "My husband is Iron Man."
Huo Jinnan lowered his gaze, his eyes deep and intense, "Shouldn't I be Transformer? Or maybe Optimus Prime works too."
