Su Chen affectionately patted his daughter's little head and said, "That's right, but you can't drink too much of this kind of fresh juice in one day. Otherwise, taking in too much sugar isn't good for your body either. One cup every other day is enough. Today is an exception—you can have two cups, then another tomorrow morning. After that, you'll have to wait until the day after tomorrow."
"Okay, we'll listen to Dad. Dad, go take Mom her juice. After we finish drinking, we'll read for a little while longer, then rinse our mouths, wash our faces, and go to sleep," Tuantuan said.
"Okay, then be good and read. Dad's heading out first." Having obedient children really saved him a lot of worry.
Su Chen carried the juice to the master bedroom to find Yan Bingxue. At the moment, Yan Bingxue was working in the study attached to the master bedroom.
The master bedroom also had a very large study, separate from the sleeping area.
When Su Chen entered the study, he saw Yan Bingxue typing at her computer. The warm lighting fell across her face, making her profile look even more beautiful.
Looking at his wife working so seriously, Su Chen felt deeply content. Sure enough, the saying was right—women who worked seriously were truly charming.
Afraid of startling Yan Bingxue, Su Chen first raised his hand and knocked on the door.
Only after Yan Bingxue looked over did he say, "Honey, I brought you some juice."
"Okay." Yan Bingxue nodded, then turned her attention back to the computer.
Su Chen walked over behind her and placed the juice on Yan Bingxue's right side, making it easier for her to reach.
Then he stood behind Yan Bingxue again, placed both hands on her shoulders, and gently massaged them