After spending a fulfilling and tiring day, Raelle came back to find her husband who was waiting for her in the airport's VVIP lounge. Sitting on the comfortable lounge sofa, Shui Xian seemed to be focused on the tablet screen with a slight frown etched between his brows.
Thinking of something, Raelle slowed down her movements and even stopped the assistant from speaking. She walked behind Shui Xian and covered his eyes.
Shui Xian's vision suddenly darkened and he felt the touch of soft, familiar hands carrying the familiar scent of Raelle's hand lotion. But he still went along with her as he asked, "Who?"
Raelle purposely sweetened her voice as she asked, "Take a guess."
Shui Xian's lips curled up in amusement and his hand covered her delicate ones as he said, "Raelle."
Raelle put down her hands and hugged him from behind saying, "How did you guess?"
