You have to admit, the last phrase "leak" is indeed a powerful weapon. Although Yu Zexiao doesn't mind her staining the bedsheet with a red plum blossom, if drawing a map could be avoided, then obviously it would be better not to draw a map.
Of course, he won't back down that quickly. His hand paused slightly: "You were wrong? But why do I feel like you're not admitting to it?"
This sentence was practically a reminder to her. Taking advantage of his pause, Jian Anning immediately sat up and hugged his neck, planted two fierce kisses on his lips, and laughed ingratiatingly: "I just knew my Zexiao is the most generous, the most considerate, the most gentle, and definitely the best man who won't nitpick with his wife!"
Of course, to avoid losing out, she emphasized those last few words "won't nitpick."
This made even the stern expression on Yu Zexiao's face soften a bit. How did he never realize Jian Anning had such an ingratiating quality?
