After playing with the three kids for a while and putting them to bed, Zhan Moxiao and Ou Lan returned to their room, took a shower, changed clothes, and then lay in bed chatting.
Even though they had children and felt like an old married couple, just the thought of having a grand wedding solely for themselves filled Ou Lan with uncontrollable joy.
It felt like she was a maiden in her boudoir about to become someone's new bride.
She couldn't hide this joy at all; she kept smiling foolishly while bathing and continued to gaze lovingly at Zhan Moxiao under the covers, imagining all sorts of wonderful scenarios.
Zhan Moxiao naturally sensed her joy; he was also very happy, but being more mature and reserved, he didn't show it so plainly.
Seeing her looking at him so intently, he leaned over and kissed her, deliberately misinterpreting her, "Want something?"
Ou Lan blinked blankly, "Want what?"
