Shen Yuan was supposed to be setting up Bai Tingfeng's dinner, but at that moment, he just found himself willingly burying himself in the alpha's arms. So much for acting sulky and mopey. He just got reduced to a slave to his husband's charm.
"How are you feeling today, Yuan?" Bai Tingfeng pressed another question upon noticing that Shen Yuan had no plans of replying. This time, his voice was more tender, and he whispered directly against Shen Yuan's ears.
The celestial fox spirit felt goosebumps all over his body.
Unwillingly, he spoke out his feelings, "I feel like crap. I'm not sure if this is just in my head, but I feel very heavy today. My mood has been low. I hardly ever smile. If it wasn't for Yanyan, I feel like I would turn into a villainous old hag in fairy tales."
