it's not as warm as home

Upstairs, in the bedroom, Rong Yan and Liancheng Yazhi were changing their clothes.

After Liancheng Yazhi changed, he took out a knee-length sweater and put it on Rong Yan. He also touched her body a few times. After putting it on for her, he took out a cardigan from the closet and put it on her. Then, he held her in his arms and said,"No matter where I am, it's not as comfortable as home."

Especially at this moment, after seeing a tragic car accident with their own eyes, they felt that the warmth of a family was so precious.

With a wife, children, and family by his side, this feeling couldn't be changed by a thousand pieces of gold.

"Of course. Otherwise, how can you call it home, Yingluo?" Rong Yan raised her head and kissed Liancheng Yazhi on his lower jaw. alright, let's go down and eat. Dad and meowmeowmeow are waiting for winter.

"Okay, let's go downstairs to eat." Liancheng Yazhi held his hand and walked out of the door.