Caleb spoke lazily, "Grandma's birthday is coming up, and the Mamet family is going to hold a birthday banquet. You'll go with me when the time comes."
Xaviera nodded in agreement and then hurriedly left the bedroom.
Watching her fleeing figure, Caleb hooked his lips and took out a piece of paper from the drawer of the bedside table, on which was written a sentence: [Don't have other ideas.]
Thinking of the warm embrace before he fell asleep last night, with Xaviera's soft, boneless little hands wrapped around his waist, that touch was really irresistible, and then he left a message with a smile: [Suddenly, I feel like having a lovely wife isn't so bad!]
...
After coming downstairs for breakfast, Yigol called: "Do you know Grandma's going to have a birthday banquet?"
