"I know," Jian Shichu rubbed her head, "you don't have to worry about these things. Just take good care of yourself and the baby."
"How can that be?" Ye Qingci looked up at him and said, "I'm your wife! Isn't a wife's most important responsibility to take good care of her husband first?"
Jian Shichu was amused by her, pinching her cheek, "So obedient?"
"Hmm, I can be even more obedient!" Ye Qingci snuggled into his arms, softly saying, "Don't be angry, and don't be sad. They're just outsiders. As long as it's not about our own family, being angry and sad is a loss."
"Okay," with such a caring wife, whatever annoyance Jian Shichu had left in his heart was soothed away. He smiled, touching her face, "I will listen to my wife's words. Now are you at ease?"
Ye Qingci saw Jian Shichu's genuine smile from the heart, not forced at all, and finally felt relieved, rubbing her head against his chest, "Hmm, I'm at ease. I'll sleep now. You should too, as we need to visit Mom tomorrow."
