However, Ning Mengmeng did not realize it. She just raised her little hand and placed it on the man's chest. She was even drawing circles unconsciously.
Pei Yuchen suddenly grabbed her hand. "Lighting a fire?"
Ning Mengmeng's eyes trembled. She looked up subconsciously and realized that her husband's gaze was especially dangerous. She wanted to cry but no tears came out. She didn't light a fire…
"Baby, your voice sounds like it's about to change back."
Ning Mengmeng: "..."
The next moment, Pei Yuchen was about to cover her lips. Ning Mengmeng reacted immediately and quickly turned her head. "No… I haven't recovered yet. I'm afraid I'll infect you."
Her voice was filled with rejection.
But...
Pei Yuchen would never give her that chance. Instead, he said calmly, "It's okay. I'm in good shape."
Then, he grabbed the little white rabbit that was about to run away and swallowed it like a big bad wolf.