"Mu husband," called Raelle, and Shui Xian had an illusion that it sounded too sweet to his ears. He could bet on his life that there was no fluctuation in Raelle's voice or tone. It was as bland as ever and yet, he was having these weird illusions.
But he was someone who was willing to delude himself when it came to his wife.
"Yes, my wife," he answered.
"I can give you hugs all you want," said Raelle making Shui Xian just stare at her once again. "Or else, if you want something else, you can tell me. As long as I'm capable, I'll give it to you. No, that's not even a question. There are hardly any things that I, Raelle Xiang am not capable of bringing to you."
The curvature of Shui Xian's lips couldn't help going up. His dear wife was really trying to coax him like a kid now. But why did he like this feeling so much?
"What if all I want right now are you?" asked Shui Xian.
