Xie limo was already used to how clingy his wife was to him. He reached out and patted her hand that was wrapped around his waist, saying gently,""Be good. There's still soup. I'll go get it."
Yun bixue sniffled."You rest. I'll go get it."
Xie limo chuckled and turned around. Pressing down on Yun bixue's shoulders, he said,"you're always so rash. It's common for you to burn your hands in the kitchen."
"No, I won't burn myself."
Xie limo lowered his head slightly and planted a kiss on Yun bixue's forehead before letting her have her way.
Yun bixue placed the bowl of rice on the table and filled it with rice. After arranging it properly, she passed a pair of chopsticks to Xie limo.
The joy in Yun bixue's expression even affected Xie limo, and he knew that she was in a good mood.
When they were eating, Xie limo would take care of Yun bixue as usual.
However, this time, before he could do so, Yun bixue had already placed some food into Xie limo's bowl.
