Xie Qikan's lips twitched fiercely. The arrival of the little baby caused his position to directly drop to some insignificant rank far behind, so now, it seemed, he'd better keep quiet—it was the safer choice.
At this moment upstairs, Xie Qikan and Xiaoxiao were still sweetly immersed in their sticky intimacy.
"Wife, would you say we're experiencing a post-marriage romance?"
Watching the little woman delight in the crystal sugar he had brought her, his voice was tender as if it could melt into water, and the deep affection in his gaze felt as if it could engulf an entire ocean, utterly able to dissolve a person.
"Mm, I think maybe, but husband, next time you go on a business trip, don't bring me sweets anymore. I don't want you always thinking about me; I just want you to return quickly. As long as you're by my side, that's enough."
