Song Boyuan was both afraid of being pinched by a crab and too scared to reach out his hand to grab one. So, with his tall and long legs, he ended up sitting on the kitchen cabinet, without his phone at hand.
He could only call out to Jing Qiao from inside, but the house was too big, and she didn't hear him.
In desperation, he raised his voice, even calling out for his wife in his haste.
When Jing Qiao rushed in from the yard, her hands still covered with the dirt from gardening she hadn't had time to clean, she saw the tall and handsome iceberg of a man, folding his long legs and sitting on top of the kitchen cabinet.
At that moment, Jing Qiao laughed so hard she doubled over and couldn't straighten up.
No matter how coldly the handsome man glared at her, or how scary he looked, it was of no use.
She walked in, saw the large crabs blocked by the kitchen door's threshold, picked them up one by one with one hand, and threw them into the sink.
