Benson Leach recognized Juliana Lewis's softening tone, and he looked at her with joy. "Wine, wine, this is not angry, forgive me?"

Juliana Lewis snorted. "If you want me to continue to be angry, you can't help it."

Listening to her coquettish tone, Benson Leach knew that they were reconciled.

Benson Leach happily picked Juliana Lewis up and made her a head taller than him.

Picked up high like this, Juliana Lewis was somewhat suspended and could only hug Benson Leach's neck: "You should put me down quickly, Grandma and Sisi are also there, and it is not good to be seen."

Benson Leach looked up at her. "No, it's...