Su Tian reached out both hands, hugged his neck, and said with a cheeky smile, "Uncle, I found that you're really improving more and more."
"What improvement?" Qiao Yaoran raised his eyebrows.
"Of course it's..."
Su Tian tried to turn over and press him under her, but unexpectedly failed.
She laughed awkwardly.
Qiao Yaoran knew what she was thinking, so he picked her up, "Let's go to the bathroom."
"Uncle, are you saying..."
"Change the place."
Eight o'clock, just the beginning of married life.
The next morning, Su Tian's phone rang, she lazily answered it.
"Su Tian, what time is it? Aren't you going to hurry to the hospital? Did you die on the road?"
Ouyang Qianqian's anger had spilled over to her.
Su Tian's eyes remained closed, she mumbled, "I'm still sleepy, if there's anything, call me later."
Saying this, she was about to hang up, but she didn't know it was already past ten o'clock.
