"Yunjin, tell me, am I more useful, or is Silver more useful?"
Gu Ya's voice came once again from above her head, and Su Yunjin immediately answered without thinking, "You, you, you, of course it's you, my husband, who's more useful."
This time, Gu Ya seemed very satisfied with Su Yunjin's answer, and chuckled, "Mm, Yunjin is right, I also feel that I'm... more useful."
Su Yunjin couldn't tell if it was her imagination, but she felt like Gu Ya emphasized the words "more useful" quite heavily.
Gu Ya looked at his young wife with a half-smile, thinking of the scene where her little face was shy and crimson in his arms, and somehow his mood improved instantly.
Meanwhile, certain images flashed through Su Yunjin's mind as well.
Ahem—!
This shameless man, what was he thinking about in broad daylight?
Su Yunjin's face felt a bit warm, but Gu Ya's handsome face zoomed in again, his deep voice was charming and alluring.
