Because Su Yan was standing on the steps, she was a bit taller than Ye Biao.
He lowered his head, so much so that his facial expression was unclear.
But one could probably imagine what it was like.
Su Yan pinched his chin, making him lift his head.
After looking at him for a long time, she said
"You also know you're clingy, can't you provide for me?"
Ye Biao became even more flustered after she said this.
Ashamed and wanting to lower his head again, Su Yan held his chin so he couldn't look down.
Then, leaning close to his ear, she whispered lowly
"What're you afraid of, it's not like I can't support you. We're already married, you should let me take care of you without any worries."
As the sound of her voice faded, Ye Biao's face turned bright red
"I, what can I do then?"
Su Yan looked at him and thought carefully for a long time.
Indeed, it seemed like he wasn't much use.
Finally, she said
"Be responsible for looking good, and also, fulfill your marital duties."
