Butong bent his lips, handed him his hand, and was soon pulled into his arms by the man.

"crying?" Li Jingchen looked into her red eyes. "Is Chu Mu OK?"

"he's OK. It's like he's in a bad mood. He said something sad. I couldn't help it, so I cried." Butong said softly.

as for what he said, of course, Li Jingchen can't know.

"too much, I'm in a bad mood, so my wife will suffer along with me?" Li Jingchen encircles her in her arms, "we're not sad..."

"well," Butong leans on his shoulder, a heart gradually calms down, "how about fighting?"

"go to bed upstairs, my wife. You'll...