She was his wife and the mother of their future kids—his haughty childhood sweetheart.
What he was feeling was too fabulously beautiful. At the spur of that moment, Yan Rusheng couldn't control his eagerness and strode towards Xuxu. He held on to her soapy hands and whispered into her ears, "Wife, let's wash together."
Two pairs of hands—the bigger pair wrapped over the smaller pair. Right from the beginning, they were meant to accompany each other hand in hand, shouldering the demands of life together.
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Wen Xuxu and Yan Rusheng were washing the cutleries in the kitchen while Ming Ansheng was coaching Su Yue in her schoolwork at the balcony.
Lu Yinan and Zhou Shuang were each seated at one corner of the sofa watching TV, keeping a distance from each other.
