But Ye Zi'an still felt a tightness in his heart as he slept through the night.
The next day, Yang Chuxia woke up in Ye Zi'an's arms, her eyes opening to meet Ye Zi'an's smiling ones.
"So happy?"
"Of course, happy. You have no idea how much your husband has missed you these past six months," he said, tightening the hand around her waist.
It had been more than half a year since their last meeting, and not only had Ye Zi'an missed her, but she had missed him too, so much that it made her heart race.
"By the way, where are Lele and Yangyang?" Yang Chuxia looked at the bed, but the two little dumplings were not there.
Ye Zi'an laughed, "The kids are really full of energy, waking up early. I dressed them and had Li and Mom Li take them out."
"Indeed, they do have fairly regular habits in the morning."
Ye Zi'an noted that she had just woken up with rosy cheeks and a good complexion, but she seemed to have lost weight compared to last summer.
