Xia Fanxing was very surprised by how quickly Mu Hanchen's attitude toward her had changed.
She lifted her other hand, a worried look on her face, and placed it on his forehead, "Are you okay, you don't have a fever, do you?"
But Mu Hanchen took her hand down and squeezed it in his palm, "Don't worry, I'm not feverish and I'm not talking nonsense, I'm serious."
Xia Fanxing found it unbelievable, "Why?"
Mu Hanchen raised an eyebrow, matter-of-factly saying, "Because you're my wife, I can bully you, others cannot."
Xia Fanxing was hoping to hear some heartwarming words.
He might as well have said nothing at all.
Xia Fanxing pulled her hands out of Mu Hanchen's grasp, pouted her lips, and said defiantly, "So you finally admit to bullying me, right? I'm going to tell Grandma about it and see how she deals with you!"