[First, correcting a small setting bug. Shi Shengde should be around fifty this year, not forty-five. Thank you to the attentive admin of my fan club for kindly pointing this out ~ Mwah!]
Su Xiaomeng's call had a hint of coquettishness.
Outside in the room, it was already dark, and the sound of the door opening could be heard from the living room.
"Is Shixiu back?"
Su Xiaomeng quickly asked.
"He should be."
"Then I'm going to greet him!"
As she spoke, Su Xiaomeng lifted the thin blanket, slipped on her cotton slippers, and jumped out of the bedroom. This hardly seemed like someone who had a wounded foot not yet healed.
Su's mother placed the soup bowl that Xiao Meng had just drunk into the tray and carried it out.
At the entrance, the young couple embraced, the girl was practically hanging on Yin Shixiu's neck.
Yin Shixiu was worried about her injured foot, and his briefcase fell to the floor as he hurriedly grabbed her waist.
