Shen Mingzhu lay on Pei Yang's chest, feeling the powerful beat of his heart, and her mood became tranquil and peaceful along with the rhythm of the heartbeat.
"Pei Yang, compared to wealth and material things, I care more about my partner's character, responsibility, and absolute loyalty to marriage."
"Up until now, you've done very well in all these aspects, and I hope you can keep it up."
"Sure, I'll listen to my wife."
Pei Yang subconsciously tightened his embrace around her, and planted a kiss on the top of her head to express his stance.
Shen Mingzhu's lips curved up slightly as she relaxed her body and nestled in the man's arms with her eyes closed.
A slender moon outside the window tenderly observed the silhouettes of the two embracing as they fell asleep.
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"How is it, does it look good?"
Shen Baolan turned circles left and right while looking in the mirror, her rose-colored damask skirt swaying with her movements.