Throughout the journey, they were inseparable, as if there was a magnet in the middle of them, firmly drawing them together.
Yu Chiyin carried her to the master bedroom upstairs and gently placed her on the bed.
"...Hmm, huh??"
Upon lying on the soft bed, Lu Fengxuan's groggy mind suddenly tensed up.
She pushed him forcefully, looking tense, "Brother Ayin, stop messing around..."
"...Be good, call me husband."
Yu Chiyin lifted his hand, taking off his coat.
Every move he made was elegantly pleasing to the eye.
Normally, Lu Fengxuan could admire him with appreciative eyes, but now...
The string in her mind tightened further, "Yu Chiyin, don't mess around!"
"I said, call me husband!" The man's tone grew heavier.
"Stop messing around... my chest hurts, my head hurts, let me rest a bit, stop it!"
Yu Chiyin's lips curved into a smirk, "Axuan, if you don't behave, you'll be punished..."
