He stared at her intently, and once he saw that she was indeed unharmed, he finally relaxed.
Gurulu gurulu...
Her stomach cried out in hunger. Having not eaten for a whole day, she was starving. "Xiao Qinghe, your stomach is rumbling. I'll go cook for you."
His face turned red. Although he was also hungry, it was clearly his wife's stomach that had grumbled. "..."
She playfully touched his blushing face. "You little thing, your face turns red so easily."
As she continued to touch him, he didn't dare make a move.
Su Qingyue felt like he was acting like a timid girl being teased by an elderly pervert. What if she kissed him?
Before she could take action...
Xiao Yuchuan appeared outside the window, seemingly out of nowhere. He coughed loudly, "Stinky old woman, what are you doing?"
Su Qingyue ignored him without any reaction.
It was Xiao Qinghe who felt uneasy and said, "Third brother, she can't hear you. No matter how loud you speak, it's useless."
