C600 Endowment

Su Yueru took off her outer robe, rolled up her sleeves, and fiddled with the flowers and plants in the yard. Suddenly, someone hugged her from behind, and a familiar aura came over her.

"What's wrong?"

With a sigh, Mo Beichen rubbed his stubbly chin against Su Yueru's neck.

"Deliberately?"

"What?"

"That poem."

"Yes, I did."

"We are husband and wife