Sleeping Face
Zhang Yu Han lifted his head when someone pushed the door from the outside. Once his wife's face appeared at the door, his lips instinctively broke into a smile. He put down the pen in his hand and leaned on his swiveling chair. "What did you two talk about?"
Li Qin Yao replied to him with a giggle. She walked over to his table and hugged him from behind. "Nothing much. Just catching up with a few things."
Of course, she was not going to ask her husband whether he was having mood swings. She knew that he had his pride and would not admit to it anyway. At the thought that Zhang Yu Han had to undergo some morning sickness symptoms for her, Li Qin Yao was suddenly distressed.
She leaned forward to kiss him on the cheek and spoke, "Mr. Zhang, are you very busy right now?"
"What do you want to do?" He raised a brow.
Li Qin Yao turned his chair until he was facing her. "I'm hungry," she said, with a slight pout. "Let's have lunch now, alright?"