Honey, I don't think we look like a married couple (2)

Shen Manting rubbed her sore joints to relieve the fatigue.

When Shen Luo'an noticed her, he stood up and dusted the soil off his hands. "What's the matter?" he asked.

"My arms are sore," Shen Manting lamented as she continued rubbing her arms. She glanced at Little Moon, who had crouched down on the ground and was tugging at blades of grass. "He's rather heavy."

"Don't carry for him for too long at a stretch next time." Shen Luo'an reached out to hold her arms and rubbed them slowly. "Your hands had been injured before. Carrying heavy loads for long periods might cause discomfort."

"Oh," Shen Manting bit her lip and smiled, "I see."

"Let's take our son inside for breakfast."

"I want to go for a walk." Shen Manting looked at him. "Take me for a walk, honey. I haven't been around here much."

In the few days she had been back, Shen Luo'an drove her to wherever she needed to go.

She had yet to walk around the neighborhood.