Mo Shiqian looked down at her haughty demeanor and couldn't help but curve his lips, kissing her face softly and whispering, "Yes, my queen."
He lifted her in his embrace and walked towards the master bedroom, only setting her down upon reaching the bed.
Chi Huan, with her chin slightly lifted, wriggled her toes and lazily directed him, "I want to wash up, and the bathroom floor is cold. Help me get my indoor slippers."
Mo Shiqian, "..."
He looked at the woman who was comfortably moving her shoulders and stretching on the edge of the bed and felt somewhat amused. Aside from her, there really was no one else in this world who dared to order him around with such an air of entitlement.
Mo Shiqian quickly found the slippers and placed them at her feet.
Only then did she stand up and walk around him towards the bathroom.
