Xiao Changyi gave her a word with utmost certainty, "Will."
This man...
An Jing also didn't speak, she just watched Xiao Changyi with a smile.
Xiao Changyi simply pulled her into his embrace and held her close.
He didn't speak either; instead, he gently rubbed the top of her head with his cold, hard chin.
This made An Jing suddenly think of something and she asked, "Husband, it seems like you haven't been touching my head much recently?"
"Hmm."
"Why not?"
"No need," he had come to know and was certain that she would be docile only towards him, so there was no need for him to reassure himself of that.
An Jing understood what he meant beyond his words, but still didn't let him off the hook, "What do you mean 'No need'?"
Xiao Changyi turned An Jing's body to face him, looked steadily at her for a moment before he lowered his head and rubbed his forehead against hers, then slowly said, "You will only be like this with me."
