When Su Bei reached the spot where she had gotten down from the car earlier in the evening, she realized that Lu Heting's car had not moved at all.
It was snowing and his car was completely covered in snow.
She opened the car door and got in the car, hugging him with heartache. "Why didn't you find a place to wait? I told you not to wait here."
"It's the same. There's a heater here too." Lu Heting felt his woman's concern and smiled.
"Here, this packet of hot milk is for you." Su Bei took the milk out of her pocket. "Drink some. Next time, don't stay outside like this for half the night just because you're waiting for me. Got it?"
"Yes, my dear wife."
Su Bei pretended to be serious before she smiled again and kissed his cheek. "That's more like it."
Love was mutual. How much love he showed her, she would do the same to pamper him.
Love had always been mutual between husband and wife.
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