"Honey, can we chat tonight?"
The little woman's heartbeat continued to race. After she said this, her pearly teeth bit softly at the corner of her mouth. Her voice was soft, delicate, tinged with a trace of pitiful pleading and gentle surrender.
"Alright, I'll let you off the hook."
Xie Qikan's voice was filled with affectionate warmth. After teasing his beloved little woman with a few playful remarks, he reluctantly hung up the phone.
"Seeing how close you two are, I can rest easy."
When Yuan Xiaoxiao returned to the dining table, Xie Jian smiled warmly at her, his voice full of comfort and joy.
