"Yuehan, place me down. I can climb the stairs by myself."
Mu Yuehan looked at his lover in his arms, his very precious wife. He had promised himself to always treasure her. He would devote his whole life to her.
She felt so light in his arms. He could keep carrying her like this in his arms for his whole life, without any complaints. So, climbing the stairs, with her in his arms was nothing for him.
Considering his stamina, he could quickly climb the stairs carrying a very heavy weight. So climbing on it with Zhou Liying was nothing for him. Slowly, he started to climb the stairs.
"Let me serve our madam. Stay quiet and enjoy my services."
Zhou Liying smiled when she heard him. She placed her head on his chest.
"Yuehan, how much you love me?"
"Very much."
