"I'll take you to the movies tomorrow. Don't throw any tantrums, okay? When you're upset, it makes me upset too." Ziyang held her small frame tightly, hugging her securely in his arms.
"Okay!"
"Sleep now."
"Sleep with me!"
"Alright." He couldn't bear to leave her, otherwise, he wouldn't risk sneaking into her room.
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In the room downstairs, Ping came out of the shower, walked to the bed, and lifted the covers to lie down.
Turning her head to Ziqian, she said, "Is there something wrong with Ziyang's health? Otherwise, why hasn't he ever had a girlfriend? He never even meets the ones we introduce to him, and he doesn't date anyone himself."
The way Ziyang is makes people very suspicious that he might be...
"He's perfectly normal. Don't overthink it." Ziqian laughed, speechless. His wife's imagination was truly wild!
Suspecting Ziyang's orientation, though he had entertained the thought himself...
