Su Muyao listened to Mei Qingchen's suddenly serious and solemn tone and felt somewhat unaccustomed.
On normal days, Mei Qingchen wasn't like this.
Or is it that he suddenly can't stand doing housework anymore?
Su Muyao looked at Mei Qingchen seriously and said, "Mm, go ahead."
Mei Qingchen looked at Su Muyao, feeling a complex mix of emotions, as this was the first time she had looked at him seriously.
In her gaze and sight, it was all him.
Mei Qingchen's phoenix eyes were deep as he said, "Wife, can I speak to you alone?"
There were some things he didn't want to tell others.
He wanted to speak to his wife alone before he went back.
Even if it was just a few more sentences, it would be good.
Those were secrets belonging to just them.
Su Muyao paused for a moment before saying, "Alright, let's talk in my room."
Saying this, Su Muyao got up and went to the room, and Mei Qingchen suddenly felt a bit excited.
