"Xixi." Loosening his embrace slightly, Ke Lian then cupped Du Xixi's cheek with his hand, his thumb gently caressing her skin, his gaze soft and watery, "From now on, I'll always be by your side."
Du Xixi felt a sourness in her nose, sensing her eyes becoming moist, she quickly blinked to stop herself from crying. She sniffed lightly, her voice carrying a slight nasal tone, "You're so strange, your cooking skills haven't improved, but your way with sweet talk gets better every day."
"Of course!" Ke Lian noticed that Du Xixi was moved, so he smiled and wrapped her back in his embrace, "My wife is so beautiful, if I don't get better at sweet talk, how would I stop others from taking her away?"
"Hmph! Such behavior!"
After notifying both parents, just as she was about to exchange pregnancy tips with Xixi, Mo Ying thought: ...
Hey, hey, hey! Taking advantage that my husband isn't home, so you can flaunt your love!
