"And if I don't come back...take care of our little buns and live well..."
"No! You hear me Feng Shihan, even if it means crawling out of the pits of hell or from heaven you must return to me. I've already died once, I'm not going to allow you die on me.."
"Haha...I will try my best to stay alive then and then you'll try your best to learn out to cook. So can make a welcome feast for when I return.."
"That can be arranged..."
Feng Shihan sighed as the conversation drew to a quiet stop.
"Take care of your, take care of our little buns. Don't do anything stupid and absolutely no mafia stuff.. understood?"
"I understand and you must absolutely not get killed..."
"I will...I'm not a grand general for nothing..."
Tang Xue Mei eyes widened that was such a high rank.
"You conquer whatever you touch!"
"I just hope to conquer my wife on the bed.."
"...."
