Shen Ruoxi was anxious in her heart and hurriedly reached out to grab.
But Jun Moling was quick-eyed and fast-handed, snatching it into his own hands first.
Shen Ruoxi's face flushed a bright red, coquettishly trying to snatch it from his hand again, calling out, "Husband, give it to me."
This call of "Husband" at this moment brought a mix of emotions for Jun Moling.
Because usually, no matter how he tempted, she stubbornly refused to call him that, always referring to him as Prince.
Now she finally called him that, but it was just to grab something from his hand, making it hard for him to feel happy.
He lowered his eyes, and just one glance left him stunned.
What on earth is this thing?
At this moment, Shen Ruoxi was already blushing ear to ear, once again coquettishly saying, "Give it to me."
Jun Moling's eyes narrowed dangerously, thinking silently, what is this Ning Zhen'er up to?
Why is she giving his wife such strange things?
