C292 The Pastries Are Delicious

Carefully hanging up his clothes in the closet, Ling Yanhao called.

"Darling wife, I'm in A city. This place is much warmer than our home and the capital. If it's a little colder, why don't we come here and hibernate?"

Upon receiving the call, Ling Yanhao's cheerful voice rang, instantly dispersing the dark clouds that shrouded his heart.

"Don't randomly call me darling wife