"Done talking?"
Pei Hanmo had just finished making dinner when Chu Xinghui came back.
He had thought they would talk a little longer.
"Yeah, we're done."
Chu Xinghui walked up behind Pei Hanmo, wrapped his arms around his waist, and sniffed the food in front of him.
"Smells good~ You're amazing, wifey~"
Then he reached out and patted his butt.
Caught between laughter and tears, Pei Hanmo carried the dishes to the table.
"Thanks for your hard work, hubby~ Dinner is served, hubby~"
When it came to being shamelessly flirtatious, Chu Xinghui still fell a little short.
He spun around, sat at the table, picked up his chopsticks, and voiced his thoughts.
"Pei Hanmo, it's only been two years, but you've really changed so much. At least you used to be cool and aloof."
Now he was just a slick old hand.
"Mm-hmm~ Whatever you say, hubby~"
Pei Hanmo put some of the fish he had cooked onto Chu Xinghui's plate.
"Eat more, hubby. You've got work tomorrow!"
"You were cuter before."
Chu Xinghui had especially enjoyed teasing Pei Hanmo before, but things were different now. Their positions had completely reversed.
"Then do you like me more, Older Brother, or do you like the younger Pei Hanmo more?"
Although both were him, to be honest, Pei Hanmo really was a little jealous now.
He had always felt that Chu Xinghui might prefer the person he had been back then.
"Huh?"
The muscles in Chu Xinghui's face twitched.
"You're even jealous of that?"
He reached up and pinched his own nose.
"Your jealousy reeks."
"I am jealous,"
Pei Hanmo admitted.
"But you really haven't said you like the current me more, Older Brother."
"I do, I do."
He had posted photos in front of so many people yesterday. What else did