Song Chuyi glanced at her and shuddered. It was so mushy. "How could I learn from him? Aren't you right by my side?"
Changqing refused to let it rest. "You can post 'Darling, Happy New Year. Even though you're by my side, I still miss you a lot'."
Song Chuyi: "…"
He lay down quietly and closed his eyes as he covered himself with the blanket, pretending to have heard nothing.
"Hubby… Chuchu…" Chuchu crawled on him and acted coquettishly.
Song Chuyi sighed. "Qing Bao, cut it out. Your husband's love and thoughts are all kept inside my heart."
"If you're not posting it, I'll post it with your phone." Changqing appeared to be hurt as she said, "Ruan Yang is the blissful one. As for me, I can only secretly post things like this using your phone pathetically. Besides, you're going to the States but you still refuse to fulfill my New Year's wish."
Song Chuyi was crestfallen. "Can't you have a better New Year's wish?"