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"You're my husband, too."
Zheng Xiuyuan gave him a playful glance and said, "So serious, and yet you're starting to learn how to banter."
Seeing her playful demeanor, Qiao Hengyuan couldn't help but reach out to hold her waist and lowered his head to kiss her hair. "More than just banter? I've even learned how to be corny."
Zheng Xiuyuan's heart felt sweet, and her face, already starting to show wrinkles, was filled with sweet shyness.
Qiao Hengyuan had always been gentle and slightly distant with her, not like other couples who might do some intimate and mushy actions.
But today, he was a bit unusual, which made her very happy and feel that she could finally be a bit closer to his heart.
Actually, Qiao Hengyuan had come to realize today, understanding her tolerance and patience by his side all these years, and felt he hadn't given her enough love as a man.
