When Simu Qing and Chen Yuan came home together, fragrance came from the kitchen, which was the chicken soup stewed by Zhang Ma calling everyone's appetite.

"Wife, why did you run to the door again?" At a glance, Si Tuqing saw Bai Chichi leaning against the door to look forward to his husband's return.

"I'm waiting for you." Bai Chichi staggered over, and Simu Qing hurried forward to support her.

"It's said that the weather is cold now, it's not good to stand in the tuyere, and then it's time to talk about headache again! Why are you not obedient? Said Situqing painfully.

Bai Chichi smiled and shook his head....