"Uh... okay!"
"Let's go have breakfast! It's so cold, why did you come out in your pajamas?" Monica took off her coat and draped it over her. The coat carried his warmth, warming her slightly cold body. He was warm and familiar, naturally and attentively caring, bits and pieces of happiness made her really not want to believe he had another woman outside. But all signs told her he did cheat.
What should she really do?
"Oh, right, hubby! I suddenly crave your fried foie gras and the pizza you baked yourself. Can you make it for me now?" Xiao Mo suddenly hugged Monica's arm, swaying with a playful tenderness.
"Okay, but wait until I've finished what I'm doing. Drink some milk first, don't let our son go hungry."
