Shen Yufeng's eyebrows slightly raised, his slender eyes twinkling with amusement.
Wow, does this girl now think of him as some kind of monster?
He chuckled softly:
"Give me a hand, will you?"
An Xiaoyu was taken aback.
Here we go again?
Just as she had finally gotten his shirt on properly, Shen Yufeng took a brand-new tie and said, "Wife, help me tie my tie!"
An Xiaoyu's face flushed with awkwardness.
"I don't know how!"
And she really didn't!
Shen Yufeng pretended to be surprised and asked, "Oh, you really don't know how?"
"Silly! Let me teach you! Once you learn, you'll have to tie my tie every morning."
An Xiaoyu rubbed her forehead, frowning.
"Hey, Shen Yufeng, did you just knock on my head again? Always like this, what if you knock me dumb someday?"
Shen Yufeng burst into hearty laughter, "What would I do? You're my wife; of course, I'll take care of you. It's not like I can't afford it."
Upon hearing this, An Xiaoyu felt a sudden sweetness in her heart.
