"I won't hit you." Yu Zhi pressed her lips together.
She wasn't the type of person who'd resort to domestic violence.
"Then let me kneel on the keyboard, kneel on a durian."
As long as he wasn't kicked out of the room, and could still cuddle the soft little lady to sleep, Shi Wei was willing to go all in.
His sincerity was written all over his face.
Yu Zhi couldn't help but laugh aloud. Her delicate almond-shaped eyes, washed by the crystalline light, looked even purer and clearer now.
Like a treasure hidden deep in the ocean, irresistible and mesmerizing.
A trace of amusement also surfaced in Shi Wei's eyes as he gazed at her with tender affection. "Honey, let's go dry your hair first."
"Okay." Yu Zhi agreed, and was promptly carried in his arms.
She instinctively wrapped her arms around the man's neck, letting him carry her to the master bedroom next door.
The hum of the hairdryer drifted through the air.
