Quan Jingwu felt a slight numbness in his jaw and looked down at the woman in front of him with a pained expression. He smiled hoarsely, pulled her into his embrace, and helped her rub her forehead.
"Such a careless silly goose."
Jian Qing hummed softly, looking up at him, "Did you just say the honeymoon trip is today?"
He hummed in acknowledgment, teasingly said, "Isn't it a wonderful surprise?"
Jian Qing laughed, indeed it was quite a surprise.
"Are we really not bringing Seventeen and Nineteen?" She raised her hand around his neck, hanging on him like a koala.
Being away for a long trip and not seeing the two little treasures, she, as a new mom, really couldn't bear it.
"Sweetheart, you once said that even after having a son, I'd still be your biggest love," Quan Jingwu said with a faint voice, "Besides, it's been a long time since we've had our own world."
