Duan Xi was already taking out the key to open the door. Upon hearing her, he looked down at her with a slightly dangerous gaze: "Not?"
Jiaojiao felt that claiming "not" at this moment would definitely not lead to a good outcome, so she continuously nodded her head: "Yes, yes, yes, I am your wife!"
Only then did Duan Xi retract his gaze.
Then he opened the door, closed it, entered the room, put her on the bed, and pressed down, all in one go.
The entire process didn't even give Jiaojiao a chance to react. By the time her mind cleared again, it was already evening.
Lazily leaning against him, Jiaojiao felt a bit sleepy but didn't want to sleep. The little irritation from Luo Ying earlier had already completely dissipated.
She also knew that being upset with Duan Xi over this kind of related matter wasn't a healthy thing. In fact, Duan Xi was already handling things quite well.
