Su Binglan's heart ached when she turned to ask Luo Jin'an that. She thought it would have been hard for him if he did not get proper rest and eat proper meals.
Luo Jin'an saw the look in his wife's eyes when he lowered his head. He lowered his voice and said softly, "You gave me enough silver, so I ate and rested well during my trip. Don't worry so much, okay?"
His voice was low and gentle. Perhaps it was because of the moonlit ambiance, or he missed being home. Luo Jin'an looked at his wife and reached out to touch her hair. His movements were tender.
At that moment, Su Binglan forgot to think and react. She felt that her husband's hand was gentle and magical and that his voice was deep, pleasant, and magnetic.
Luo Jin'an seemed incredibly seductive under the night sky.
Su Binglan could not think as she listened to her husband's words and nodded instinctively.
