Lian Xinying put the necklace into the box, placed it on her bedside table, and then lay down on the bed.
"Yan Ye, come here."
She remembered her own conduct just now very clearly.
Yan Ye wasn't angry, perhaps because he was used to her overbearing personality, or maybe because she was now pregnant, he didn't want to bother arguing with her.
Yan Ye walked up to her and tucked the blanket around her.
As Yan Ye bent down, Lian Xinying seized the moment, wrapping her arms around his neck and using the leverage to kiss his cheek.
"Yingying, I haven't showered yet." Yan Ye's heart pounded, but he maintained an outward calmness.
"I don't mind… I remember it's been a long time since you've kissed me proactively, what do you mean by that?" Lian Xinying tightened her grip on Yan Ye's arm, clearly not letting him escape.
It seemed that Yan Ye wouldn't be able to leave anytime soon.
