An Ning pursed her lips at him, and quickly, moisture began to fill her eyes. "Is it that if I'm not good, you'll come back sooner? If I had known, I would have been naughty much earlier, naughtier, to make you come back quicker."
Yu Jingchen pinched her nose. "Are you trying to work your husband to death? Do you know how many hours a day I have to work overtime to come back earlier? How many continuous hours I have to be fully engaged in work."
Looking at the red blood vessels in the bottom of his eyes and listening to his words, An Ning couldn't help but imagine him at work.
It must be painful, very exhausting.
An Ning lovingly stroked his handsome cheek. "I've been too much trouble for you, husband; I'm sorry."
Yu Jingchen gazed into her clear eyes, his slender gaze releasing a wicked charm. "If you really want to apologize, I don't want you to just thank me with words. I want your little mouth to thank me!"
After saying that, he placed a reminding kiss on her pink lips.