Ye Qingci blushed furiously at his teasing, stretching her hand to cover his mouth, "Stop talking! This is my mother's house, if my parents hear, how can I live!"
Ye Qingci covered Jian Shichu's mouth, but couldn't stop the muffled laughter from escaping.
Seventh Master Jian was in an exceptionally good mood.
Why were the days he spent with his wife so much fun and so interesting?
His wife was truly a treasure!
Although he might be a bit excessive, seeing his beloved laughing so happily, Ye Qingci might look angry on the surface, but she was actually happy in her heart.
She liked seeing Jian Shichu laugh with joy.
Therefore, she only glared at Jian Shichu coquettishly and then got out of bed to wash up.
After washing up and changing her clothes, she went downstairs, where she and Jian Shichu were greeted by an ultra-luxurious breakfast, as usual.
