After entering the room, Xie Huilan glanced sidelong at Dong Xuebin. Ignoring him, she crossed her legs and sat down on the small sofa.
Dong Xuebin smiled. "What's wrong, Hui Lan?"
Xie Huilan looked at him. "Who told you to give the room key to Xiao Jing and Xiao Sun?"
Dong Xuebin waved it off. "How old is Xiao Jing? She's already twenty-six or twenty-seven, two years older than me. She knows what she's doing. Why do you have to control everything?"
"She's my younger sister. If I don't look after her, who will?"
"I think you're just too domineering. You always want to control people."
"Oh? Say that again. Sister Xie didn't hear you clearly."
"Hmph, don't deny it. You've always been like this. I saw through you a long time ago."
"Why do you sound so resentful? Who have I controlled? Tell me."
Dong Xuebin knew she would never admit it, so he dropped the subject. Walking over, he poured her a glass of water. "All right, all right. My wife doesn't control anyone. She's especially gentle, especially virtuous—a good wife at home and a good leader outside. Is that better?"
"Hehe, that's more like it."
"Geez, how can your skin be so thick?"
"What did you say?"
"Nothing, nothing. Come on, let's take a bath together and relax a little."
"Sure. Then carry Sister Xie over there."
"Why do you always play dirty? How many times have I carried you these past two days?"
"There's a baby in my belly, and Sister Xie is too lazy to walk. Are you carrying me or not?"
"I will, all right? Hmph, you're using the baby against me!"
Though Dong Xuebin complained aloud, he was actually quite happy. He stepped forward, scooped up Xie Huilan by the waist and thighs,