Walking up behind him, Xu Xia reached out and embraced his waist from behind.
"Thank you, hubby."
Despite their playful banter, Xu Xia's heart was filled with undeniable emotion.
In this world, aside from her dad, Leng Zirui is the only one who would think to help her stock the fridge.
Holding onto the half-opened fridge door, Leng Zirui raised his two hands and grasped her palms, "If you don't let go soon, I really won't leave tonight."
Xu Xia remained silent, yet her hands stayed in the same position, unmoving.
Gently parting her hands, Leng Zirui spun around within her arms and lowered his face, drawing closer to her.
"You have a computer here, right?"
Computer?!
Xu Xia didn't understand what he meant and nodded confusedly, "Yes, I do."
"That's great!"
He whispered softly and bridged the final short distance between them, kissing her once more.
Heaven be my witness, he originally planned to return to write his report.
