"In the future, whenever you feel like night is descending upon you and there are no stars in sight, can you just look at me?"
Qiao Mu wanted to flash a tender smile, but when she met his earnest gaze, her smile failed to materialize.
"Even when I'm not right there beside you, you can still gaze at the star I've given you." He casually and nonchalantly touched the underside of her collar, extracting the little star for her to clasp tightly.
"Qiaoqiao," he sighed softly and rested his forehead on her slightly perspiring head. "I don't know what hardships and torment you've endured in the past. Maybe I'm powerless to alter them."
"But I want you to remember one thing."
"It means that from this point forward, no matter how dark the night or how arduous the path, I will be with you."
"Whatever you wish to do, just do it."
He reached up to caress her face. "I'm here to offer my unwavering support."
Qiao Mu puckered her lips and snuggled into his embrace, her petite head tilted as she nestled against him.
"Mo Lian, let's have a little Mo Lian. I believe he'll grow up to be just like you. You were an adorable child, and as you matured, you became responsible. You even knew how to pamper your mom. That's me."
"Let me ponder it. That sounds delightful." She didn't elaborate further, mindful of the potential for a jealous partner to bee envious of their own son.
Crown Prince Mo's hand, which encircled his wife, froze instantaneously. He lowered his head to gaze at her.
In the gentle candlelight, his beloved's petite face appeared to sway, as though she were enchanting in every way.
Her beguiling countenance ignited previously dormant desires within him.
The scene underwent a breathtaking transformation, bursting with vibrant colors and charm.
This was intolerable!
He had initially believed that his wife was still quite young, so he had gritted his teeth and patiently bided his time. Once the little fruit ripened, he had planned to savor her entirely!
To his surprise, his wife began to speak.
If he had been able to endure this any longer, he might as well cease to be human…
"Wifey, you're absolutely correct," Crown Prince Mo stated as he lifted his wife and swiftly moved to the divan.
"Would you like a drink first?"
Qiao Mu felt an urge to burst into laughter. Why did she have the distinct impression that her husband appeared so flustered that he almost walked with a matching gait of hands and feet?
"Are you seeking some liquid courage?" she teased.
Mo Lian: …
What did he just say?
He cast his wife a resentful look with the phoenix-like gleam in his eyes. After a brief pause, he declared, "I'm not seeking courage."
"Let's put out the lights now!" Mo Lian snapped her fingers and extinguished the room's lights.
Outside, there was a series of pounding on the school door.
Crown Prince Mo inwardly cursed…
As she buttoned up her coat, the banging on the school door grew louder and more insistent.
"Knock, knock, knock."
Knock, knock, knock, knock, knock!
Qiao Mu lowered her petite head in silence.
Crown Prince Mo cast a glance at his wife and couldn't help but let out an exasperated remark, "Darling, don't assume that I can't see you chuckling just because you're tilting your head down."
Qiao Mu raised her head, revealing a broad grin on her face.
At the sight of her smile, Crown Prince Mo's hand, which had been fastening his outer shirt buttons, momentarily froze.
"Qiaoqiao." The Crown Prince was now in high spirits. He even found the person knocking on the school door outside not as irritating.
He moved closer to her, beamed, took her petite hand, and planted a fervent kiss on it.
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