Ye Xuan snapped back to his senses at the sound, his eyebrows furrowing slightly.
He continued to stare intently at Lin Tong, speaking with a serious expression, "Wife, although I'm not like those other men, I have to say, I really like it when you do this."
Lin Tong: "..."
The scene became awkward for a moment.
Lin Tong stood like a very beautiful piece of wood, beautiful but nothing else, for the moment frozen at the bathroom door, unsure whether to move or not, as Ye Xuan's gaze made her blush even more bashfully.
In this aspect, Lin Tong was even more naive than a primary school student.
But as an old hand at handling big scenes, at this moment, Ye Xuan too was like a piece of wood—a wood with no other use than being mesmerized by Lin Tong.
Honestly… it was just too beautiful, wasn't it?
An eerie silence lingered for who knows how long.
