Yang Fan smiled faintly, "When I get old, maybe I'll open a foot massage shop to make a living." When it was about time, Yang Fan stood up, walked to the dining table, and lifted the lid, "Quick, let's eat. These are to reward you, our hero."
Su Lingrong was already starving, her stomach practically sticking to her back, so without a word, she walked over, picked up the bowl and chopsticks, and started eating voraciously, ignoring table manners and her image as a lady.
Yang Fan had already eaten. Watching her finish, he said, "The bath water should be just right. Go take a bath and rest. You've worked hard all day."
Su Lingrong froze, not moving for a while.
"What's wrong?" Yang Fan asked, puzzled.
"Nothing... I'll go take a bath first then." Su Lingrong turned and headed upstairs. As she climbed the stairs, a strange feeling engulfed her.
Is this what a couple's world feels like?
