"Sister Nianhua!"
Seeing Nianhua's teasing from dozens of feet away, Mu Qing's face blushed, and with a soft huff, she hid her entire delicate body behind Xiao Chen.
Xiao Chen, on the other hand, didn't seem to notice anything unusual. He seemed cheerful, which made Mu Qing couldn't help but pinch him hard on his waist.
"Little sister, you are looking radiant and more beautiful every day under our husband's care."
"Sister Nianhua, you're still talking!" At this moment, Mu Qing couldn't help but wish she could retreat to her room, slammed the door shut, and looking at Xiao Chen still with the same smiling face, she angrily retorted, "It's all your fault for embarrassing me in front of sister Nianhua."
Seeing the playful banter between his two wives, Xiao Chen didn't plan to intervene. Instead, he enjoyed the warmth unfolding before him.
"Little Qing, sister has brewed some medicinal soup, would you like to try some?"
