Qiao An leaned against the doorframe and lowered her voice, calling him, "Husband~"
Mu Jingxi tucked in Little Nuomi and then got up to leave.
With one hand, he closed the door, and with the other, he drew her into his arms, softly asking, "What's up?"
"I have something I want to discuss with you."
Qiao An rubbed her hands together, smiling ingratiatingly.
Mu Jingxi brought her back to the bedroom, and he sat down on the sofa, his long legs crossed, "Go ahead, what is it?"
He was so direct that Qiao An momentarily found it hard to speak.
After hesitating for a few seconds, she suddenly sat on his lap, wrapped her arms around his neck, her beautiful eyes blinking as she looked at him, "Husband, you see, I've almost fully recovered now."
"Mm." The man raised an eyebrow slightly, "And then?"
"You see, now I'm full of energy, so... about work, shouldn't we put it on the agenda?"
Just now, she had almost fully recovered, and now she's suddenly full of energy?
