"Change fiance to husband," Han Zhuoli said hoarsely.
"We're not married yet," Lu Man mumbled. It was still a little early to call him "Husband" right now.
"Just once, let me hear it," Han Zhuoli said, his voice lowered.
There was clearly no one in the bedroom, and the soundproofing here was much better than at her place.
The mansion was big enough, and Butler Xiao Wang and Auntie He were both downstairs. They wouldn't be able to hear their voices.
But Han Zhuoli still kept his voice low and deep. It was a little hoarse and soft as well.
It was clearly very bright in the room, but she was being surrounded by Han Zhuoli. He had blocked all of the light, leaving behind only a faint, intimate glow through Han Zhuoli's embrace.
It made this voice of his even more attractive.
"Man Man, Wife?" Han Zhuoli called, his slightly hoarse voice hiding a light laughter. He suddenly grabbed onto her slender waist. "Wife? Call me once?"
