He Jinxia let out a soft hum, "Cooking tangyuan isn't difficult. What's there to watch? You go out first!"
Sheng Yan spoke leisurely, "Because this might be the only time you cook a midnight snack for me, so I need to watch carefully and remember it."
He Jinxia paused, then turned to look at him, "Why would you say that?"
With a faint smile tugging at his lips, Sheng Yan's expression turned somewhat bashful, "Do you think, someone like me who spoils his wife, would let her cook after marriage?"
He Jinxia: ...
The act of deliberate adorable teasing is the most lethal.
Yet she can't help but fall for it, ah ah ah!
He Jinxia shot him a glare, stopped talking, and turned her focus to the tangyuan simmering in the pot, a smile curling uncontrollably at the corners of her mouth.
Seeing her radiant face, Sheng Yan also smiled, and there was a stream of tender affection flowing between them.
