His bath was invigorating, to say the least.
After changing her clothes, Zhuo Junyue helped her into bed and made sure she was comfortable.
"Wife, thank you, you're really awesome."
Having said that, he gently kissed her forehead.
Ningyan's face turned red. She felt a bit embarrassed, "Husband, do you... do you think I'm like a female hooligan?"
Listening to her words, Zhuo Junyue's lips curled up into a smile as he ran his fingers through her short hair.
His face was filled with a look of contentment.
He sat down beside her, gazing at her blushing face and her lips moist and plump as ripe fruit.
Unable to resist, he kissed her lips gently once more, "Husband really likes you, my little hooligan. My dear, you've worked hard."
When it came to hardships, her pregnancy certainly had been tough. But hadn't he also taken great pains to care for her every moment of every day?
"Enough talking, I'm going to sleep."
Ningyan's skin wasn't as thick as his after all.
