"Cough." Qi Yu let out a light cough and turned his face away. "I'm just helping you."
"Yes! I could have finished organizing things in ten minutes, but it's been almost an hour, and there's no progress."
Song Jianyi smiled warmly and leaned closer to Qi Yu's face. "Are you reluctant to part with me?"
"Cough, it's just a few days. What is there for me to be reluctant about?"
"That's right, I also think that you, Master Qi, are a mature adult. You shouldn't be clinging to your wife like a child."
Qi Yu: "..."
It was supposed to be the most passionate and affectionate week of their honeymoon. However, Song Jianyi refused to go on a honeymoon trip for fear of being spotted by paparazzi. As a result, they were stuck in this small villa, constantly under the watchful eyes of Uncle Fu and Aunt Zhang.