Qin Ye recalled a certain image when he heard those words... The lobes of his ears turned red at an astonishing pace.
"...Fine!"
But, he seemed to prefer a smaller bed.
Actually, the bed his wife originally had was pretty good.
Because he liked to cuddle with his wife on it.
Of course, he wouldn't voice this thought.
Rong Yan: ...
What did she say? Why did he turn red all of a sudden?
So she quickly changed the subject, "Right, are you going to the Qin Family tomorrow?"
Qin Ye looked at her nervously, "You don't want to go? If you don't want to, then we won't."
Nothing was more important to him than his wife.
Rong Yan rolled her eyes, "I didn't say I wouldn't go, what I mean is... if we're going tomorrow, we need to prepare some gifts in advance."
This was their family's first visit.
They still had to observe the proper formalities.
"Just something ordinary will do," Qin Ye wasn't too concerned.
He thought that the Qin Family wasn't particular about such things either.
