"Didn't I get by all those years before I married you?" Qin Longyun rolled his eyes.
He always thought his self-control was quite good, so how had he become a man who thought about that all the time in Chen Yiling's eyes?
"Are you serious?"
Qin Longyun nodded earnestly, "Besides, don't you still have your hands?"
"You…" Chen Yiling was at a loss for words.
Could he be a little more subtle? She wanted to crawl into a hole right now!
"There's no one else in the room, what's there to be shy about? I'm swamped with official duties, and it's piled up like a mountain. Otherwise, I'd love to be with you every day; seeing you is what makes me happy."
Qin Longyun pressed his forehead against Chen Yiling's, his eyes brimming with tenderness that couldn't be dissolved.
In the morning, he was so busy he could hardly concentrate, and he felt a bit off while talking with his wife. He hadn't expected her to worry so much.
The innocent ChunTao got dragged into this as well.
