C602 Useless

"You should get some more sleep," Yang Xingfan said, holding Wu Qiuyi's wrist. It felt like a dream—he was really married now, and from now on, Qiuyi was his wife. His wife, sharing the same bed.

Seeing the joy on his face, Wu Qiuyi felt a sweet happiness inside. "I'm the new bride, so I should make breakfast for the family on my first morning. And later, I need to serve tea