Mo Xiao couldn't help but laugh softly as he wrapped his arms around her from behind, "So, you're fated to be my wife, the mother of my children."
"Hehe." Jian Wei leaned into his embrace, laughing contentedly.
"The water will get cold soon. Let's wash up first, then go eat," Mo Xiao said as he lifted her into his arms, with Jian Wei wrapping her arms around his neck without any hesitation.
"Major sir, I'm in your capable hands."
Mo Xiao nuzzled her forehead lightly. "It's no trouble. A promise of oneself is plenty."
"Okay, that sounds like a fair deal," Jian Wei chimed in with a smile.
They exchanged a smile, their understanding the same as in the beginning.
Meanwhile
In the bathroom, a water fight was unfolding.
Jian Qing, holding a large bath towel, walked into the bathroom and saw the three jubilant father and sons, her mouth twitching slightly.
The entire bathroom floor was soaking wet.
