Qin Xue felt so embarrassed that she sat on the bed and buried her face in the blanket.
"Xue'er, be careful not to suffocate yourself," Chu Molin said with a smile, looking at his wife.
"Mind your own business," Qin Xue huffed.
"Come on out, don't really suffocate yourself. Do you even know what you're doing, it's so hot in here," Chu Molin really wanted to smack her on the butt.
"Chu Molin, can you just not talk?" Qin Xue's muffled voice came from under the blanket.
"Okay." Chu Molin was now trying hard to restrain himself, afraid that if he laughed out loud, he would annoy his wife.
"Wah wah wah." Suddenly, a loud cry rang out through the whole room.
"Wah wah wah." Another cry immediately followed, two loud sounds making both adults rigid with shock. These cries were so frightening, as if their lives depended on it.
"Chu Molin." Qin Xue's stiff head turned to look at Chu Molin, almost in tears.
She could handle major surgery, but not crying children.
