Cheng family's villa
Mu Xinlan nestled in Cheng Zhiming's arms, watching TV dramas. She chased after these boring TV shows daily; though Cheng Zhiming found them dull, he was willing to accompany her.
"Come on, open your mouth, eat a grape!"
Mu Xinlan, eyes fixed on the TV, obediently opened her mouth. Cheng Zhiming popped a grape into her mouth, "Is it sweet?"
"Yes, everything you feed me is sweet!"
"Really? Then have some more!"
Cheng Zhiming put another grape into her mouth. Suddenly, she sat up, grabbed his shoulder, and tilted her head back to push the grape into his mouth. He paused for a moment, then laughed and chewed it before swallowing.
"Hehe! I ambushed you, didn't I?"
Mu Xinlan laughed proudly. Although they hadn't held a wedding yet, their relationship was getting better and better, like an old married couple.
"You're naughty!"
