Dance with the wind (20)

Han yichu's eyes were as gentle as Jade, and he said softly,""Be good, I'll take care of you."

Then, han yichu scooped the soup for Shu qingwu.

He had never thought that one day, he would be so willing to treat a woman well.

He was glad that she was his wife and his woman.

He had to admit that his heart ached when he heard others praise her. No matter how calm he was, he would still feel a strong sense of possessiveness. He looked at the way she pouted and felt his heart soften. He only wanted to pamper her.

Perhaps he had spoiled her so much that she could only live in her own world.

Han yichu felt the darkness in her heart. She sighed. So this was how it felt to be moved by someone.

Seeing han yichu's stubbornness, Shu qingwu had no choice but to let him continue feeding her until she finished the bowl of soup.

Han yichu picked up a tissue and gently wiped the corner of Shu qingwu's mouth.