Under the moonlight streaming in, she could only make out the resolute jawline of Li Tingyan, his thin lips slightly pursed, looking handsome and devilishly charming.
His eyes were profoundly deep, reflecting Nianyang's face. She was clutching the shirt on his shoulders with both hands, smiling beautifully,
"Tingyan, why are you acting like a resentful wife right now?"
Li Tingyan's voice was sullen, "It's all your fault. It's already difficult for me to get a vacation, and whenever I do, my world is only you. But in your heart, it's always about others..."
This jealous little demeanor deeply struck a chord in Nianyang's heart.
Nianyang wrapped her arms around the man's neck and kissed his cheek,
"Sorry, Tingyan, I've been busy lately and neglected you a bit."
Li Tingyan, adept at taking things further, squinted his eyes like a sly fox, "Then how does the wife plan to compensate her husband?"
