He Xiuyu then pulled his blushing wife into his arms, gently patted her back, and said huskily, "Forget it, you're tired too. Let's rest early."
Qiao Qingyu reluctantly pinched his waist, then whispered something into his ear, which made He Xiuyu's eyes brighten and his breathing immediately became uneven...
The next day, by the time Qiao Qingyu woke up, He Xiuyu had already left for a meeting.
There was a note left on the table, telling her that the base's cafeteria had saved breakfast for them, and she could go down and ask the waiter for it.
Remembering last night, Qiao Qingyu squinted her eyes.
It had to be said that she and He Xiuyu were incredibly in sync in every aspect.
Thus, it was good luck that she hadn't insisted on divorce, or else where would she find such a catch?