Xu Ruoying, upon hearing this, instantly blushed with embarrassment.
She turned around, feigning calm, "What did you say? I didn't understand."
"Xu Ruoying, not keeping your word, huh?"
Feng Lin had already anticipated her reaction.
"Not keeping my word? I don't even know what you're talking about."
Xu Ruoying turned her back to Feng Lin, her body curled up, fearing that Feng Lin might suddenly lay his hands on her.
Feng Lin laughed and hugged her from behind, "Alright then, you really didn't say anything."
"Huh?"
Xu Ruoying furrowed her brows, sensing that things weren't as simple as they seemed.
"Wife, I had a dream last night that I had to wash your feet for five days. Funny, isn't it?"
Feng Lin rested his cheek on Xu Ruoying's hair, chuckling.
The scent of her hair clearly wafted into Feng Lin's nostrils, making him feel blissful and at ease.
"You... you big man, going back on your words!"
Xu Ruoying turned around again, glaring at Feng Lin.
