When she got back to Yuxiu Garden, Ning Meng's face was still covered by a flush of red.
After parking her car, she furiously rushed to the bathroom upstairs. Patting her face with her hands, Ning Meng pulled herself together and took a bath. Then, she lay on her bed to check her phone.
Oh, her husband, Huo Beichen, had sent her a video message earlier.
When she played the video, she saw Little Tiantian running around on the floor happily while playing with a huge hand at the corner of the screen.
After watching Little Tiantian for a while, she paused the video and took a long look at that huge hand—Huo Beichen's hand.
His fingers were long and refined, they were quite good-looking indeed... was this the hand that had held hers earlier?
A blush began to creep up on Ning Meng's face once more.
Ahhh! How could a man's hand be so good-looking?!
