Qiao Xu in his arms, nonchalantly hummed twice, "That's what they all say on the internet."
At this moment, Lu Moqing couldn't help but post a mental plea for help—
Recently, my wife has been getting more and more mischievous. Where did the aloofness she had before go? Urgent, throwing coins for answers.
However, having said that, seeing his wife acting more and more like a child in front of him, Lu Moqing's heart was naturally happier than anyone else's.
It meant that his wife trusted him more and more and was more and more relaxed, and at ease in front of him.
"Right."
Qiao Xu suddenly remembered something, raised her head in his arms, and said, "Can you make time to go to City C next Monday for Grandfather's 80th birthday?"
"Next Monday?"
Lu Moqing paused for a moment, his eyes flashing a complex expression.
Seeing his strange expression, Qiao Xu asked, "What's wrong? Can't you arrange it? If you can't, it's okay, Grandfather won't blame you."
"Of course not."
