In the study room, Yun Qian calmly sat on the edge of the bed and lifted one foot.
"Miss, lean a bit forward." Xu Chang'an, sitting beside her, said.
"Okay." Yun Qian responded and leaned forward.
Xu Chang'an bent down and gently helped Yun Qian put on her socks. Then he tapped the mattress lightly and said helplessly, "Miss, stepping on my back is different from stepping on my head."
Thinking about that moment just now, Xu Chang'an felt... having Yun Qian step on his head was truly odd.
The strange feeling made him even holding Yun Qian's leg didn't stir any emotions.
"I'll remember that." Yun Qian, being the one who stepped, didn't find it strange, but as a good wife, she knew to read moods. Realizing Xu Chang'an's mood was slightly off, Yun Qian skillfully changed the topic.
"What are we eating tonight?"
"Miss, your way of changing topics is still so stiff." Xu Chang'an looked at her.
