He only felt that if he moved his head slightly forward, he could kiss his wife's face. His inner struggle was intense, and his cheeks were unconsciously heating up.
"Is the egg very hot?" Xiaoxiao noticed that her cheap husband's face was somewhat red. She was afraid the egg might have been too hot, so she asked.
"..." Had his wife noticed? He said awkwardly, "It's not hot."
Xiaoxiao played with the egg for a while longer, feeling that it had cooled down, "Okay, done with the compress."
Yang Ming hadn't even gotten the chance to lean in when his wife got up and left. He just felt like time had passed too quickly.
"By tomorrow, it should be unnoticeable. If people at the academy see it, that would be terrible. They'll definitely think you were hit by your wife, haha."
Xiaoxiao joked around, half-considering the idea as a possibility.
"Heh." Yang Ming chuckled. After what happened last night in front of the academy, everyone should know by now that she is his wife.
