C929 Newlywed Night

The night of their wedding.

Mrs. Mi, scrubbed, nestled in front of Mr. Mi's computer. His expression was contradictory.

An email with her wedding notice written on it quietly lied on top of the computer.

Hair, or not Hair...

Her fingers touched the mouse, and she hesitated.

"What are you thinking about?" Mr. Mi picked her up from the back and placed her on his lap