Fu Shihan's gaze was scintillating, filled with anticipation.
Su Wanxin stared at him for a while, then turned her head to look at the sleeping child on the bed and asked softly, "What about Yangyang then?"
"Just bring him back."
"You really..." Su Wanxin paused, almost letting words slip, "you weren't planning on letting me go tonight, were you?"
"Correct."
It was a rare opportunity, one only a fool would pass up.
Previously, when she hadn't nodded in agreement, enduring it had been enough, but not anymore.
Now that she said it was okay, he couldn't hold back.
Fu Shihan held her tightly and repeated in a low voice, "Not letting go."
Su Wanxin sighed and gently pushed him. "Then if he wakes up and cries, you take care of it."
"Okay."
"...Then let me go, I need to change clothes."
