"Mmm..."
"I've already run the bathwater, go soak in the bath."
Mu Xiangwan couldn't cook, so she tried to show care and consideration for her husband in other ways, like running his bathwater or ironing his clothes.
Knowing the hardships his wife faced raising their child alone, and that she still tried to take care of him on weekends, Su Chaoyang was touched, his heart swelling with warmth and affection.
As Mu Xiangwan prepared to turn and step away, Su Chaoyang blocked her with his arm, embracing her with half his body and whispering softly in her ear, "Why run? Let's bathe together."
Mu Xiangwan smiled softly, her eyes alluring, casting him a glance, "I've already bathed."
"So what? Bathe again, or—help me bathe..."
Her ear itched from his intermittent light kisses, and Mu Xiangwan deliberately pushed him away shyly, "Stop messing around! You're not young anymore!"
The implication, not young but still playing at being lovebirds in the bath!
