The deep brown eyes reflected Wen Xiao'ai's ocean-like blue and clear big eyes.
"I've memorized your appearance, I don't need to look to know you're beautiful."
"Heh..." Jun Moyan couldn't help but chuckle softly.
This little thing, her words are becoming more and more heartwarming.
The tip of his nose was filled with Wen Xiao'ai's pleasant milky scent, overflowing his heart completely.
They were just forehead to forehead, nose to nose, looking at each other, one in the bathtub, one outside.
In the world, it didn't seem so bad after all.
"You've soaked for twenty minutes, it's time to get up, or you'll catch a cold." Jun Moyan spoke.
Wen Xiao'ai pouted and quickly kissed Jun Moyan's thin lips, then parted from him.
Jun Moyan watched the sneaky, grinning Wen Xiao'ai, smiled, and affectionately said: "Little flirt."
"Big flirt." Wen Xiao'ai replied.
Jun Moyan got up and took the shower, then turned back and smiled, asking: "Where did you learn that?"
