"Oh." Di Jinxuan took the phone, eyeing Nangong Jin suspiciously. "Why are you kneeling? Get up."
"Wife, answer the call first." Nangong Jin smiled, his smile gentle. "Your husband feels comfortable kneeling. Once you're done, I have something to tell you."
Comfortable kneeling?
Di Jinxuan was still utterly confused. Her freshly woken and slightly bewildered expression was just too adorable.
"Oh." The phone kept ringing relentlessly, so she had no choice but to answer it. "Hello, Mom? What's up?"
Having just woken up, her voice was still hoarse and dreamy, a leftover from exhaustion after... ahem.
Fang Hao, unaware that she had been sleeping, mistook her tone for someone who had been crying.
It made sense though—if Nangong Jin really had "issues," and Di Jinxuan loved him deeply, Nangong Jin might know about his own inadequacies and could be kneeling as a way to salvage their relationship.
