Ye Qingci blushed at his teasing, reaching out to cover his mouth, "Stop it! This is my mom's house. If my parents hear us, how will I live?"
Ye Qingci covered Jian Shichu's mouth, but could not stop his muffled laughter from spilling out.
Seventh Master Jian was in a truly great mood.
Why was it just so much fun, so interesting, to be with his wife?
His wife was truly a treasure!
Even though he might have been a bit too much, seeing the one he loved laugh so happily made Ye Qingci smile inside, despite her annoyed face.
She loved seeing Jian Shichu laugh with such joy.
So, she only gave Jian Shichu a coquettish glare before getting out of bed to wash up.
After washing up and changing, she went downstairs, where she and Jian Shichu were greeted with an overly extravagant breakfast.
As she and Jian Shichu sat down at the breakfast table, she said to Ruan Yuezhu, "Mom, you don't need to prepare so much in the morning. It's too wasteful if we can't eat it all."
