Should You Not Apologize to My Woman For Slapping Her?

In the end…

"We're out of food," Mo Jiangye, who was standing not far away from his wife, remarked out of the blue as he buttoned up his shirt.

Ye Erruo was confused.

He turned to look at her. "Let's drop by the supermarket."

"Just tell me directly if you want to go grocery shopping with me." She chuckled.

"I want dumplings," he said earnestly.

When he said that, she played dumb and told him, "Get the maids to make some, or we can buy some frozen dumplings later for you to eat when we get back home."

Her suggestions had him furrowing his brow in displeasure and approaching the bedside with a dangerous aura. The woman jumped into his arms right away and put her arms around him with a coaxing smile. "Alright, alright. I'll make you dumplings tomorrow."