For some people, a walk after a meal was actually a joyful thing that made the tedious time fly by faster. The two of them weren't walking that briskly. The original half-hour journey took them 50 minutes. However, since it was the two of them, it didn't seem that long.
Su Yicheng unlocked the door and went in, while Anran twisted her neck around as she entered as well. Only when she arrived home did it dawn on her that she was really exhausted, so she took off her shoes, flung her bag onto the sofa, and just wanted to collapse onto the sofa. Yet before she could even do so, she was swooped up from behind.
"What?!—"
Anran reflexively let out a yelp, then instinctively reached out to hold Su Yicheng's neck and stared at him blankly. "What are y-you doing?"
Su Yicheng smiled devilishly, put his mouth to her ears, and said in a low voice, "I think I should do more to let you remember that I am your husband, not your brother."