Xi Yemo kissed her face, his tone as sweet as sugar, "Wife, whatever you want."
"No, I just can't sleep."
"If wife can't sleep, husband is to blame."
Xi Yemo caught her hand and kissed it, making the little lady shudder: "Don't do that."
"Alright, I won't, but you answer me one question."
Lan Xin Ai looked at him, choosing to answer the question over that thing.
"Wife, why have you been avoiding me these days?" The man's gaze was as deep as the ocean, gradually engulfing her heart.
Since that night in the car, the little lady had been avoiding him for days. How could he not see through her little tricks?
"Let's talk."
Lan Xin Ai tried hard to keep her gaze on him.
"Talk about what?" Xi Yemo curved his lips, his eyes full of her reflection.
"We're not suitable."
"Is it here that's not suitable... or here?"
Xi Yemo took her hand and placed it on his chest, his throbbing heartbeat like fire, causing Lan Xin Ai's hand also to skip a beat.
