She rolled over on the sofa, propped a cushion under her body, and her smile was so sweet it even outshone the fresh flowers in the vase next to her: "Actually, it's nothing much, I just have some good news to share with you, my husband."
Listening to his wife's soft voice, Gao Han felt his heart instantly soften. His stoic face remained expressionless, but the faint smile in his eyes revealed his good mood.
"What good news?"
This feeling of sharing something good, familiar yet foreign, was like the great drum of Bell Tower, striking hard against his heart, the ripples spreading and speaking of an incomparable beauty.
"Guess? It's about our home."
Ning Ruixi playfully whined, acting coquettishly.
Gao Han furrowed his brows, thinking hard. Good news related to home? What could that be? With his mind going blank, even after trying for a long time, the tall commander came up empty-handed.
"I don't know."