Lin Chuxia wanted to smash the keyboard into his face, but thinking she'd still have to see this face every day, if she ruined it, it would be her own eyes that suffered, so she restrained herself.
"Then spread your knees a bit and move over there," Lin Chuxia said impatiently.
Gu Yuheng did as told.
However, as Lin Chuxia bent her knees to come over, Gu Yuheng gently supported her knees and placed her on his own thighs.
"Wife, you kneel on me. I kneel on the keyboard, you kneel on me, and we both kneel above the keyboard—same effect," he said.
"How can that be the same?"
"But I don't like you kneeling on the keyboard."
"But this isn't a punishment at all, and now you're bearing the weight of two people, which is clearly double the punishment, okay?"
"Hmm, no problem. I can take it."
"But..."
"No buts. You're my wife, and it's normal for me to bear the consequences of your mistakes, isn't it?"
