"What are you thinking?"

Mo Ye leaned over and kissed her smooth forehead.

His long hair was not yet tucked, and dripping water drips down his long hair and drips on the floor, like small rain flowers blooming.

Yun Wanning immediately sat upright, "You're not hurriedly tugging your hair dry! What if you catch a cold?"

"It's not what you said, I'm as strong as a cow for my husband? How could I catch a cold easily?"

But as soon as he finished speaking, Mo Ye sneezed two loud sneezes with "Ah Ye"!

Now, it’s embarrassing!

The atmosphere solidified for a moment.

Mo Ye looked a little uncomfortable, but he still joked, "Ning'er, I still remember a sentence you once said - the slap in the face came too fast like a tornado. But is it like this now?"

Yun Wanning: "...You still have the heart to joke!"

"Hurry up! Hurry up! Wipe! Dry!"

She glared at him.

"Yes, madam."

Mo Ye obediently responded, picked up the veil and began to wipe his wet hair.

At this time, Yun Wanning's eyes rolled, "Everyone said he thought about it and scolded him... Did you sneeze twice just now?"

This is someone scolding him!

Yun Wanning was happy, "You haven't come back all day and night, but what interesting happened?"
Chapter completed!