"I was wondering, Uncle Morris works so hard during the day and still takes care of me at night, can his body handle it?"
Morris raised his eyebrow, seemingly agreeing, "Indeed, it's too much."
Lyra gave a sound of acknowledgment, then heard Morris ask, half-jokingly, "So, how do you plan to compensate me?"
Compensation...
Lyra bit her lip, and when she released it, her lips were alluring and attractive. Morris's gaze fell on her lips, slightly darkening, and he swallowed hard.
At that moment, Lyra was thinking, did she have to explicitly mention that kind of "compensation" between husband and wife...
She covered her cheek, stuttered for a long time but didn't say a word, until there was a glass of water handed to her. Lyra was startled and looked up, "Huh?"
"Take your medicine."
Morris handed her the divided pills.
