Su Xiaowan, holding her book, hopped around the living room excitedly. But suddenly, she felt a twinge of disappointment. If only Han Dongchen were there, she would have immediately shared the good news with him.
She thought back to his passionate kiss and his lingering words when he left, and she started to melt again. "How annoying!", she thought, "He shouldn't have stirred up her feelings if he was just going to leave like that, hmph."
Far away, on a mission at the borders, Han Dongchen let out a few fierce sneezes, thinking to himself, "Who's thinking of me? Could it be my dear wife?" Smelling her scent again in his memory, a renewed energy filled him. He wished to quickly eliminate the lawbreakers, complete his mission, and return home to pamper his beloved wife.
