After An Nan finished explaining herself, she began to ask back, "Little White, I’ve said everything, isn’t it your turn now?"
This man is so handso; without ntioning his family background, he must be the object of many won’s affections.
Actually, An Nan didn’t really have the idea of pursuing this man’s past. In her view, it’s not normal for soone in their twenties to have no past.
However, Lin Mubai got nervous when she asked: "Wife, you really are my first woman."
The first one I liked, the first one I had physical contact with, the first woman I kissed.
Perhaps this seems unbelievable to many, but that’s the kind of person he is, wishing to be with just one person his whole life, wishing to win one person’s heart.
Not getting a response from the person in his arms for a long ti, Lin Mubai anxiously called out again: "Wife."
Still getting no response, Lin Mubai curiously lowered his head and then gently raised the corners of his mouth. This little woman could actually fall asleep listening to this; he didn’t know whether to cry or laugh. Is he really that lacking in charm?
As Han Xiayang expected, Young Master Lin didn’t plan to go to the office the next day.
The next day, An Nan naturally woke up and saw the handso sleeping man beside her. At first, she was confused, then she picked up the phone on the coffee table. Wow, it’s already nine o’clock, but why is this man still here? Shouldn’t he be at work?
"Little White, wake up."
"What’s wrong, wife, let sleep a bit more." Having his wife in his arms really made things perfect; even sleeping was more peaceful than usual.
A trace of helplessness appeared on An Nan’s face: "Little White, don’t you forget, today isn’t Sunday." This man just promised her that he would work hard, didn’t he?
Lin Mubai still had his eyes closed, looking all dazed. "Wife, while you were gone these days, I was working all the ti, even on Saturday and Sunday, so I need to rest today."
Young Master Lin’s words were both reasonable and willful, leaving An Nan with no reason to refute. Oh well, looking at this man who indeed looked thinner, he probably was really busy these days. However, afterward, An Nan didn’t continue sleeping but dragged a certain man, with a face full of complaint, to help her move.
Using the morning, they moved her and Jiayou’s stuff over. Then, using the afternoon, they organized everything. Afterwards, the two started a staring contest in the living room at ho.
"Wife, why are you looking at like that!" Lin Mubai felt very uneasy being stared at by his wife.
"I think you’re very handso."
Young Master Lin instantly blossod with joy: "Wife, are you telling the truth?"
"Isn’t it the truth?" An Nan slowly began to realize that personalities are sothing that can be contagious.
Young Master Lin’s smile was so radiant it couldn’t be any brighter, and so it resulted in him agreeing to anything An Nan said without hesitation.
Over at the supermarket across from Young Master Lin’s community, Lin Mubai was still puzzled when he walked in: "Wife, what are we doing here?"
What puzzled him even more was that he was clearly at ho just now; how was he tricked into coming here?
An Nan continued with a slight curve at the corner of her mouth: "Here to buy so things."
"What do we need to buy? Isn’t everything at ho?"
An Nan patiently continued to explain: "Tonight, let’s go ho to cook for Grandpa and them, although I can’t cook, I can help you, okay?"
"Sure, sure, sure." Why wouldn’t he?
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