Cen Jin was stunned, staring blankly at Jiang Baizhou who had picked her up, exclaiming, "You... what are you doing?"
"Of course, I'm accompanying my wife to sleep." Jiang Baizhou raised his eyebrows, his tone leisurely and relaxed.
"Hey... the dishes and the TV..." Cen Jin instinctively grabbed his shirt with one hand, pointing bewilderedly at the TV in the living room and the dishes on the table.
"They can't run away by themselves, there's no rush to tidy them up tomorrow, and the electricity for the TV doesn't cost much, I can afford it." Jiang Baizhou said as he carried her towards the bedroom, showing no intention of stopping.
Cen Jin was speechless, letting him carry her into the bedroom. As he gently placed her on the bed, Cen Jin wanted to pull up the quilt, genuinely ready to sleep. However, Jiang Baizhou had other ideas; he leaned over, pressed her down, and looked down at her, "Wife, it's still quite early today."
