When Li Qingcang turned to look at Ye Tianxin now, he instantly felt like he was looking at a flower coming out of the waters.
She was so beautiful, so fresh, and so attractive. Li Qingcang wanted to give her everything that he cherished.
At that instant, Li Qingcang finally understood why there was the saying "a man will die happy under the hands of a beautiful woman".
"Honey."
Li Qingcang swept Ye Tianxin into his arms. Ye Tianxin got a little excited, the water on her hair instantly splashed onto Li Qingcang's face.
It was slightly cold, with a hint of warmth.
"Hubby, stop it!"
Ye Tianxin said, she sounded a little annoyed.
Li Qingcang extended his neck and kissed Ye Tianxin's thin lips. He said, "Tianxin, I love it when you call me hubby, please call me that again, I want to hear it."
"Hubby..."
"Honey."
"Hubby..."
"Honey."
Ye Tianxin and Li Qingcang kept calling and responding to each other.
