I fear sudden silence in the air.
A few seconds later, Yu Chiyin laughed angrily out of extreme irritation, "Sometimes I really want to see what on earth fills your mind all day long."
"You're not happy unless you provoke me at least once a day, are you?"
He raised his hand, originally wanting to slap her forehead lightly to vent his frustration, but when his hand touched her, he subconsciously eased the force.
Lu Fengxuan swayed back like a roly-poly toy, then spun back with a defiant and playful smile.
Yu Chiyin massaged his temples, which ached with frustration.
The wife he had spoiled, what else could he do? Just keep doting on her.
He went to take a shower in the bathroom; in less than fifteen minutes, he came out, his upper body speckled with droplets of water, and a white towel tied around his slim waist.
Lu Fengxuan hadn't gone to bed yet, listlessly flipping through a magazine in her hands.
When she heard him, she glanced over casually, her gaze a bit vacant.
