"Stop." Su Qingsang could not listen anymore. She needed some time to digest the things that had happened today.
She looked up at Huo Jinyao and asked, "Why are you so good to me?"
"Silly girl, this is being good to you?" Jinyao pulled her into his arms and kissed her lips. "You are my wife. Whom should I be good to if not you? Trust me, I will treat you better in the future."
Leaning against his chest, Su Qingsang could not say a word.
"What is it?" He looked down at her and was confused to see that her face was not quite cheerful. "You don't like it? We can see some others tomorrow."
"It's not that." Su Qingsang shook her head and encircled Huo Jinyao's waist with her arms, which she rarely did. "I'm just touched."
"Silly girl," Huo Jinyao said, rubbing her hair. "Well, I must give you more presents to get you to touch me more."
