Song Yu Han only glared intensely at her.
However, Ran Xueyi wasn't done yet!
When Song Yu Han stepped back to sit on the couch, she followed him with a smile. Song Yu Han treated her as if he hadn't sensed her intentions. He was still angry at her for pulling that stunt without informing her.
--Poke
--poke
Ran Xueyi used a finger to gently jab it on his strong biceps, reeling in the feeling of his muscles twitching a little bit; it was almost unnoticeable at her touch. Aiya, his body can't lie to her.
"Hubby, don't be like this. If you're angry, why don't you do what the male gods in films usually do?" Ran Xueyi suddenly suggested meaningfully.
Song Yu Han finally showed a bit of a reaction though it was just a slight movement of his eyebrows.
