Looking at the worn clothes, she says miserably, “My clothes are torn. What should I do?”

“My clothes are also torn.” Li Yong says awkwardly, “You suffered yesterday. I’m sorry.”

“You are my husband, so it’s no need to say sorry to me.” Xiao Xiaopan says slightly. But the word “husband” that she calls Li Yong makes her blush. She bites her lip, and looks at Li Yong, as if it is a dream, but luckily, she doesn’t dislike this ...