A line of words suddenly appeared on the drawing board.
"Let's sit on the sofa and watch. "
Jiang Yuanyuan looked at it, then at the paper in her hand, and smiled gently. Although she felt that Zhou Yuncheng's approach was too childish, it made her feel a little more at ease.
She walked to the sofa and sat down. She looked at the left side of the glass table. There was a cute little Bear on a piece of paper. She reached out and picked it up.
"Hubby, it's up to you."
She sat on the sofa and looked at the piece of paper in a daze.
The three sentences, when put together, were: "The most romantic thing I've ever thought of is that we'll sit on the sofa and watch while your husband watches you."
In fact, it was obvious that he was courting her.
Hubby, it's up to you!
"Hehe." Jiang Yuanyuan chuckled. She put the paper down, got up, and walked outside.
