Li Tingyan felt a great sense of achievement, like a wolfdog marking its territory as his own, filling him with satisfaction, making him unable to stop smiling.
Nianyang barely managed to stand up straight, suddenly feeling her legs go weak as she swayed slightly.
Li Tingyan quickly held her waist, "Darling, can you still walk?"
Nianyang pinched his waist angrily, "Li Tingyan, how dare you ask, it's all your fault!"
Just now in the car.
...
Can't think about it, Nianyang couldn't face it at all.
"Alright, alright, blame me, blame me, I was just overwhelmed by emotion." Li Tingyan looked innocent, bending down to smile by her ear, "Besides, weren't you just enjoying yourself?"
"Shut up!" Nianyang gritted her teeth, her face so red it could cook a steak.
Li Tingyan laughed heartily, gazing at Nianyang with sparkling eyes, and said, "Nini, there's something written on your face."
"What does it say?"
"Li Tingyan's wife."
