Three years old Liang got upset and needed his wife to coax him into feeling better.
His little wife found it both funny and annoying, yet as she looked at the man posing coldly with his back to her, it was apparent he was actually playfully pouting in a soft-cute manner. Her heart grew unbelievably tender, turning to water.
"There, there, I was wrong, I'll spoil you!"
He wasn't really mad, her heart warmed, and she relaxed.
Finally, the couple playfully rolled around on the bed; Liang Shujun hugged his little wife and playfully nibbled her nose.
"From now on, please think about me more, okay? I know my big brother is missing, and it may stir up your feelings, but consider his personality. When he walks outside, others are at a disadvantage, no one can bully him."
Dong Huiying nodded in agreement, "Actually, what I'm really worried about is... Seventh Princess."
Then, Dong Huiying began to analyze things one by one to Liang Shujun.
