Bo Yan was helpless yet sweetly charmed by her playful antics, like a stern lion trying to maintain the majesty of a king, only to find his lips curving into a smile under his wife's coaxing. Trying to remember to be more authoritative and serious, a while later, he couldn't help but wag his tail in delight.
Xia Siyu, when idle, is a troublemaker, always causing endless chaos with her boundless energy, comparable to a husky among dogs. But when you're sad, she's like a little sunshine. When you're tired and weary, she's your snug little cotton jacket. Sometimes she can make you so angry you want to spank her twice, but when she acts coquettishly, you just want to hold the whole world in your hands for her.
He had no choice but to take a dry hair cap, tie up her hair, wrap her in a towel, carry her to the bedside, wipe her down, scoop some lotion, and smear it on her face like plastering a wall, and then dry her hair.
