Ye Ranran came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, drying her hair when her phone, placed on the bedside table, started ringing.
"Hubby." Ye Ranran put the phone to her ear and sat on the bed.
"Did you arrive?"
"Yeah, I'm at the hotel now." Ye Ranran replied while drying her hair.
"Are you tired?"
"I was a bit, but I'm not tired anymore after hearing your voice, hubby."
Ye Ranran's words successfully pleased Jun Mochan.
"Work well, the baby and I are waiting for you at home." Although he didn't really like Ye Ranran going away, it was her job, and she loved it, so he wouldn't stop her.
"Okay, I'll bring you back a bunch of foxtails then."
"Why not a bunch of flowers?"
"I'm not stupid. Who brings flowers to their own hubby? I don't want you to have a bunch of women outside. You can only have me, and love only me, got it?" Ye Ranran's tone carried a hint of warning.
