Huo Xiyao also laughed, "Not just tonight, isn't your husband always sweet when he's with you? Others may not know, but you've tasted it anytime, so you should be very clear... Talking about it makes me want you to taste it right now."
Xia Chu looked down and scolded lightly, "Stop being indecent, aren't you afraid of people nearby hearing you? You should head back to rest, tomorrow is New Year's Eve, after all. You need to save up some energy. I'm going to hang up now."
"Wait a second."
Huo Xiyao called out to stop her, "Chuchu, your voice doesn't sound right. Are you feeling unwell, or did something happen? Where are you now, is it convenient for me to make a video call?"
Xia Chu hadn't expected that despite her best efforts to control herself, he still heard that something was off.
It was like a wronged child finally having an adult's support, like a wanderer in a foreign land finally returning home.
Her tears came all at once.
