"Brother Tian..."
"Shhh...Yue'er, didn't you say I'll have to carry you in my arms or sat you on my lap before? Today, Brother Tian will sit you on his lap."
"Huh?" What the he**! What was going on!?
Qing Yue felt her head spin. Everything became too confusing and overwhelming.
"Why? You don't want to?" Long Tian paused and peered down at her. Though his face remained cold and neutral, since she was pressed against his chest, Qing Yue felt his body tense.
This made her feel at a loss on what to say. The idea of sitting...on his lap was too abrupt and sudden. But Qing Yue didn't want to hurt her husband.
She knew he wouldn't hurt or harm her. And after what happened earlier, was there a need for her to feel embarrassed?
"Brother Tian, it's not that. I'm just a little shy." She admitted it.
"Yue'er, don't be shy. We're husband and wife."
The tense muscles in Long Tian's body relaxed and a smile stretched across hi
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