Huang Yize stood in front of the bed and watched Yun Bilu. He asked, "If you knew that they would interrogate and roast you, why would you still stay out?"
Yun Bilu pouted and answered, "You're here with me, aren't you? That's all that matters." She rolled around the blankets and added, "Huang Yize, I'm sticking to you more and more. Would I be a good housewife in the future too?"
Huang Yize's mouth twitched, and a distant glint flashed across his eyes, revealing a trace of a smile.
"Why? Don't you agree?"
Huang Yize stuck a hand into his pocket and rested the other on the door. He sighed, "You're so impatient. If I made you stay at home for two days, you'd probably be running on the roof out of boredom."
Yun Bilu retorted, "Rubbish. I wouldn't do that. I can stay still because this is your villa, your house!"
