Luo Yanqing was afraid his little girl would burst out laughing, so he reached over and helped her catch her breath, smiling as he said, "Don't laugh so fast, take it slow."
Kang Li's laughter gradually faded at his words. She rubbed her head against his chest and whispered, "Don't accommodate me."
"Okay, I won't accommodate you. I'll do whatever you say."
Luo Yanqing's voice was clear but gentle.
"You feel for me, but I feel for you too. We're husband and wife, equals. If you try to make me happy by accommodating me, it'll make me feel guilty!"
"No, I'm not accommodating you, silly girl. Just remember, whatever I do in front of you, it's only because I want to, no other reason."
"You're a big dummy!"
"Fine, I'm the big dummy, you're the silly girl, we're a match made in heaven!"
