Butong was proud. "Of course."

"shall I show you my room?"

"OK."

when Butong was taken to a bedroom by Li Jingchen, he didn't react for a long time, "husband, this is not your small room to a large one, is it?"

"yes."

Butong looked at the room in front of him, a bed, a desk, a bookcase, and there was no other superfluous thing. It was like being robbed. Let alone a child. I don't think even a nanny would live in such a depressed room.

"honey, did you send someone to move the things away? It's not like... "

" no, "Li Jingchen interrupted with a smile." I...