This thing, it couldn’t be old, could it?
Ou Mucen looked at the object soaked in the brocade box’s liquid in his hand and then glanced at the girl’s eyes next to him, which had improved, turning from the original fresh green to a dark green, causing him to furrow his brow slightly.
However, Ye Ning didn’t notice these details. After removing the objects from her eyes, she blinked her unencumbered eyes and leaned her small face on the table, "Husband, you said your dad doesn’t treat them well. Is it because he values sons over daughters?"
"Values sons over daughters?"
"Yeah, you’re a boy, and your sister is a girl, doesn’t that mean valuing sons over daughters?"
Is that even a reason?
Ou Mucen’s mood was instantly amused again, "Where did you hear all this nonsense from?"
"From the TV. When I was at home, I watched a TV drama with Sister Wang. The drama showed that old ladies and lords prefer boys over girls, calling girls a ’losing investment’!"
Ou Mucen suddenly had a full head of black lines!
What kind of nonsense is this?
It seemed that Sister Wang also needed a good lesson in politics.
After placing the cleaned, thin object back in her eyes, he had a particularly displeased expression, "From now on, you’re not allowed to watch TV with Sister Wang! I’m going to buy some books for you to read."
"No reason, you’re just not allowed to watch!"
"Why are you so bossy? You won’t even let me watch TV. I think that TV show was pretty good. Right, I might as well not have kids in the future. If I gave birth to a girl, then your dad would definitely only like Xiaobao and dislike our daughter."
"What did you say? A daughter?"
The man who was wiping her eyes suddenly missed a beat in his heart due to such an unexpected statement.
Was she talking about having a daughter for him?
Suddenly, all the dissatisfaction and emotions in his heart disappeared, followed by a surge of warmth and excitement that flooded him like a gentle breeze in March...
"What were you just saying? Say it again?"
Ye Ning was rubbing her eyes when she suddenly felt a warm breath on her side. She blurted out, "Say what?"
"What did you say just now?"
What did she say just now?
The girl sat there, raising her small face, and with the thin discs newly placed on her large eyes, blinked up at him.
A breeze drifted in gently from the window, carrying with it the frosty air and the golden morning glow that spread like a veil of gossamer. When the light shone down from the edge of the sky above, it enveloped the girl’s face in a soft glow, as if filtered through a soft-focusing camera, making her face look full, refined, and fair, like a shelled egg...
Ou Mucen was suddenly spellbound!
Really... he felt such a strong urge to bite!
And in fact, he did bite her. He took a mouthful, not just of her delicate cheeks but also of her lips, tender and moist as if filled with nectar, now all caught within his "bite."
"Don’t move!" He was a bit out of breath, with a growing heat surging through him, "Let your husband kiss you for a moment!"
So, the girl he held down, just like a Little White Rabbit, stayed still. A faint scent, like that of honeyed lime, wafted from her mouth and nose. Her bright, pitch-black eyes were like a spring of water, illuminating his entire