Su Ningyan whispered, "You're terrible..."
In any case, she had never seen anything so shameless yet thick-skinned, and he always managed to make those shameless acts appear so proper and reasonable.
Then, every time, she ended up losing, unable to match him.
Zhuo Junyue's lips slightly curved up, considering her physical condition, "Honey, I'll be bad to you in a few days. For now, just sleep well. Does your stomach still hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt anymore, honey, good night."
She was also a little sleepy, especially with her period, she tended to tire more easily.
After giving birth, a lot of her nutrients had been absorbed by the baby during pregnancy.
Since then, Zhuo Junyue had been nurturing her health.
Now, she was almost fully recovered.
The next day was New Year's Eve, and the New Year's Eve dinner was naturally hosted at the Zhuo Family's house.
Su Shijie and Feng Jinghan, of course, were at the Zhuo Family's house too, making it very lively.
