"Stop it!" She struggled to get up, but the silver bell in her hair got caught on the hook of the bed curtain, causing her dark hair to cascade down like a waterfall, making her face appear even more delicate and charming.
Shi Feiyang watched the flustered yet adorable look of the person in front of him and chuckled softly from his throat. He reached out to untangle the hair, his fingertips accidentally brushing her flushed earlobe: "In such a hurry, are you off to find some treasure?"
Xue Li turned her face away, muttering softly, "Of course, to embroider a kerchief for you. Last time the magnolia embroidery was crooked..."
Before she finished speaking, she was pulled back into the warm embrace.
Shi Feiyang rested his chin on the top of her head, his voice deep and gentle: "More important than a kerchief...," he suddenly turned over, enclosing her beneath him, the morning light tracing the firm line of his jaw, "is to embroider my wife into my heart."
