After choosing the shoes and paying for them, the couple finally set off for home.
The rest of the journey was relatively quiet until the two of them left the town.
"Hubby, do you want to hear a story? I'll continue." Qin Xiaoyao suddenly said.
Her husband had already felt her kindness and was even responding to her. She felt that she could be more caring towards him.
Song Que turned around and glanced at Qin Xiaoyao.
"We've already reached the part where the monk and his disciples arrived at the Great Thunderclap Temple. If we continue, the story should be almost over."
If the tale ended, would he still get to listen to other stories at night?
Qin Xiaoyao chuckled.
It was as if she had seen through Song Que's thoughts.
"If the tale ends, I'll tell you another one as long as you want to hear it."
Song Que's ears suddenly turned red.
After a while, he asked Qin Xiaoyao, "You have another story?"
