Song Wei's strong and firm arm encircled Wen Wan's waist, forcing her to lean closer to him.
A night of warmth had thoroughly shortened the distance between them.
The shyness from before seemed to have completely vanished, and even their breathing was more at ease.
Wen Wan was someone who was easily contented; as long as Song Wei treated her well, she would strive to be a good wife, not causing trouble or becoming a burden.
Before long, Yuanbao came knocking, "Dad, Mom, breakfast is ready!"
Wen Wan hadn't yet adjusted to her relationship with Yuanbao, and thus the call of "Mom" made her feel internally uncomfortable.
Song Wei noticed this and smiled, "Don't worry, you'll get used to it after a few times."
After all, due to the hierarchy, Yuanbao couldn't address her by her given name like before.
