Watching Captain Lu take her out for a ride, her mood gradually improved.
Lu Xiao drove the car and, seeing her eating with sweet satisfaction, couldn't help but say:
"Is it really that delicious?"
Wen Xian's beautiful eyes were still slightly red, but she laughed with a hint of mischief, "Delicious."
Lu Xiao: "..."
It wasn't that pregnancy made her silly for three years; he thought she was more like a child.
When crying, a bit of something sweet could easily pacify her.
Yet for some reason, this still caused a kind of indescribable heartache deep within him.
Easy to comfort.
What kind of person is hard to comfort? Those who have been spoiled since childhood, indulged, adored by countless people.
She had none of that.
But that was in the past. None of that would happen again, for he was destined to give all his love and tenderness to the woman beside him, the one eating ice cream.
Lu Xiao took Wen Xian out for dinner that evening.
