'T-That's not it!'
Baili Jinghua looked at Su Binglan and said, "So, you're just happy?"
Su Binglan sighed helplessly. 'Seriously? How can I face Jin'an now that she said that?!'
She felt embarrassed, and it would seem she was thin-skinned sometimes.
Luo Jin'an noticed his wife's expression as he rolled the dumpling skin and handed it to her. Su Binglan reached out to take it and accidentally touched his finger, feeling like she had gotten electrocuted again.
She had never felt this way when she was with Luo Jin'an before, so why did she feel all this when he returned? Maybe she was genuinely happy to have him back.
Just as Su Binglan continued making the dumplings with her head lowered, Luo Jin'an spoke, "Well, I'm happy too.
His voice was deep, warm, and nourishing like clear spring water. It made Su Binglan's calm heart ripple when she listened to it. Luo Jin'an smiled lightly as his wife raised her head to look at him.
