Yu Zhishui's energetic voice still rang in Lin Shuang's ears, "I really miss the mutton soup in Huai City, Lin Shuang! But I will be back soon! Hehe~"
Lin Shuang replied stiffly to her, "Huai City welcomes you..."
—At this moment, the "little maid" he was holding in his arms was still sitting on his lap.
His movement just now was so fluid, talking on the phone while wrapping his arms around the waist of this "little maid" and pulling her into his embrace, onto his lap.
Such a smooth combo, after all, he has held the little maid countless times like this.
Normally, Lin Shuang would wrap his arms around her, rest his chin on her shoulder, and continue chatting with Yu Zhishui on the other end.
The music production software interface on the computer was still open, theoretically, he was talking about work with Yu Zhishui.
Surely the little maid would understand.
—But the little sister-in-law might not understand!
