Still Young

Yun Bixue's head was lowered while packing. When she raised her head, her eyes met Xie Limo's adoring and helpless gaze. She smiled and stood up, passing her handbag to Xie Limo who hung it. She happily said, "Since we're going to have fun, I want to pack our things personally. We would know what we brought, and it'd be easy to unpack wherever we go."

Xie Limo walked towards the box and looked at its contents. "You're going to bring this set of pajamas, this food, and all these toiletries?"

Seeing the excessive items in their luggage, Xie Limo massaged between his brows. He felt he was about to have a headache. "My wife, they have these things there. The presidential suite is well-stocked, so there really isn't a need for all these."

Yun Bixue was startled and thought about it. She packed like how she would go for travels, but she had almost forgotten that whenever her husband brought her out, there was virtually no need to prepare for anything.