Who Cares about You

In a lengthy, white skirt, Yan Zheke stood in the night breeze, refined and elegant.

She was first stunned by Lou Cheng's words, but the astonishment was soon replaced by a smile, her eyes curved, chin raised a little, hair flying, and dimples deep.

"You think that's enough to please me?"

Her hands reached out to that bag of Linbian special products and she began browsing curiously.

"I'm not trying to please my lovely wife." Lou Cheng chuckled and continued to express his feelings, "Wherever I go, the first thing that comes to my mind is what is fun, pretty, or delicious that I can share with my Ke. As soon as I was done today, this idea popped out, but I didn't have time to shop around. I searched online and bought these..."