Xiao Lang didn't rush to leave. He pulled her close, forehead against hers, "You haven't called me husband today."
"..." Li Mingxi blinked shyly.
Xiao Lang pinched her waist, demanding forcefully, "If you don't call me, I won't go."
"Then just stand here..."
"You're not allowed to leave either!"
Li Mingxi pinched his arm, "How can you be like this?"
"Like what?"
"Forcing someone to call you that."
Xiao Lang charmingly curled his lips, "Shouldn't you call me that?"
"..." Li Mingxi still couldn't say it, feeling it's too corny to call him that.
But Xiao Lang was persistent, insisting she say it.
Li Mingxi became impatient, "The more you pressure me, the less I can say it!"
Xiao Lang didn't force her anymore. He kissed her lips, smiled, "Alright, then start practicing in your heart, next time it'll come out naturally."
"You say it so smoothly, did you practice a lot?" Li Mingxi asked back.
Xiao Lang nodded, "Yes, I recite it in my mind every day, and it became fluent."
