What else could Fu Jiuxiao care about? He just wanted to hold his lovely wife tightly in his arms. In the future, no matter what Jiang Li did, Fu Jiuxiao swore that he would never say anything wrong to anger Jiang Li again.
He gently planted a kiss on Jiang Li's forehead. Fu Jiuxiao looked at Jiang Li's sleeping face, and the light in his eyes became soft.
It was not that he did not want to coax Jiang Li back previously, but Jiang Li did not have her phone with her, and it was not good for him to barge into Kong Xia's room.
He waited at the door of Kong Xia's room for more than ten minutes, but Jiang Li still did not come out. Fu Jiuxiao thought that Jiang Li was going to sleep with Kong Xia again tonight.
Fu Jiuxiao sighed heavily again, and only then did he return to his room, resigned to his fate. However, he was worried that Jiang Li might come back later to get her phone, so he left the door open.
