"Right now is the most serious I can be," Huo Beijiang replied earnestly with a grave expression, his gaze at Nan Fei carrying a touch of reproach.
Frustrated, she simply punched him.
This man could infuriate her to death when he was being a bastard. Yet when he was sad, he could also make her heart ache. Forget it, she'd rather choose to be infuriated than feel heartache!
Huo Beijiang watched his little wife's bright, clear, big eyes darting around animatedly and a faint smile spilled from the depths of his eyes.
"Come drink some fruit juice," Huo Beijiang said as he picked up the glass in front of him, but instead of giving it to Nan Fei to drink, he drank it himself.
Nan Fei was dumbfounded. This guy...
