But Di Jinxuan didn't respond to him. Nangong Jin thought she had fallen asleep and couldn't help but prop himself up to take a look. One glance, and he was almost scared out of his wits.
"Wife, wife, what's wrong? Why are you crying?" Seeing the tears at the corner of Di Jinxuan's eyes, Nangong Jin's heart instantly plunged into a frenzy of panic.
He hurriedly, clumsily turned her over and wiped her tears with awkward movements, speaking with a pained expression, "Wife, what's wrong?"
Could it be that she missed him so much that she cried?
Oh Emma, Nangong Jin's heart instantly melted into a puddle. He wished so badly he could devour Di Jinxuan on the spot.
But eating her wasn't the priority right now—comforting his wife was!
"Dear wife, my sweet wife!" Looking at her tear-streaked face, Nangong Jin's heart ached terribly. He couldn't help but kiss her on her brows and eyes, coaxing her softly, "Baby, what's wrong?"
