Ye Fei Ye

After marriage—
On Valentine's Day, Han Jingnian asked, "How are we spending today?"
Wrapped up in her blanket and close to falling asleep, Xia Wan'an mumbled, "Sleep."
On Christmas Day, Han Jingnian asked, "How are we spending today?"
With her arms around her pillow, Xia Wan'an casually replied, "Sleep."
On their wedding anniversary, holding a cup of water, Han Jingnian asked, "How are we spending today?"
Cozied up in bed, with sleepy eyes, Xia Wan'an looked at Han Jingnian, wary of the water he might spill on the bed. She thought for a moment, then replied, "With you... together." 

I Want To Move In Next Door

Upon leaving the dining room and heading straight for the bedroom, Xia Wan'an quickly trotted a short distance before stopping in her tracks.


Damn, dealing with Han Jingnian was far more troublesome than dealing with Ai Jiang!


Every sentence from him was a tactic, every move he made was a trap!


Thank goodness she quickly caught on. If she had really rushed into the bedroom, gathered the first aid kit, and then returned to him, then...


Deep down, Xia Wan'an cursed Han Jingnian thoroughly before frantically retracing her steps back to the entrance of the dining room, "Oh right, Mr. Han, you didn't tell me where the first aid kit was?"


Han Jingnian looked at the wound in his palm, his lips tightened in apparent disappointment.


However, such a change in his expression only lasted for a moment. Soon, as if he didn't feel the pain in his palm, he calmly looked up at Xia Wan'an, "It's in the drawer under the bedroom TV."


Chapter 782: Every Sentence is a Calculation, Every Step is a Trap (2)_1