"Do you need mud to cook?" Chen Wei'er was surprised.
'What kind of rice were they going to eat? Mud rice?'
After He Xun washed up, he pinched her face.
"Haven't you heard of beggar's chicken?"
Chen Wei'er couldn't figure out why she blushed. Perhaps it was due to He Xun's proximity… Maybe his smile was just immensely bewitching… Or he intimately pinched her face too much…
Chen Wei'er wanted to stay away from him, but He Xun pulled her into his arms.
"What's wrong?" He Xun asked with a smile. "Why are you running away instead of talking?" He had never seen such a shy Chen Wei'er before. It was such a novel feeling. His wife was irresistibly adorable.
Chen Wei'er was stuck in He Xun's arms. She wanted to escape in embarrassment. However, it was impossible to break free from He Xun's firm hold.
