"Wife, I'm sorry, your husband is back late, I'm sorry..."
An Ran poked Mu Xingfeng's chest with her little finger, speaking word by word.
"You still remember I'm your wife, huh? Since you know I'm your wife and we're a couple, put away your guilt, I don't need it. You were on a mission, not intentionally standing me up. Do you really think I'm that petty in your eyes, Mu Xingfeng? Remember, what I care about isn't a world-renowned engagement ceremony, it's you, my husband's safety."
"Wife..."
Mu Xingfeng held the small hand on his chest. At this moment, he didn't know what words to use to express his feelings.
Anni ignored him, the main thing hadn't been done yet.
She reached out to unbutton his shirt.
His clothes clearly looked like they'd been worn for several days, with traces of dirt and a faint smell of sweat.
He probably flew straight back to Imperial City after the mission, without even changing his clothes.
