"Mm, go on, I'm listening." Shangguan Xiu pressed a small kiss onto her neck, leaving a faint mark.
An Xiaomian frowned slightly, feeling a bit of pain mixed with an odd sensation.
She took a deep breath and finally said, "In a few days, it's the babies' birthday. I want to prepare a lively birthday party for them. Can I decorate the villa a bit for the occasion?"
Hearing this, Shangguan Xiu paused for a moment. Then, leaning lazily against the back of the chair, he pulled An Xiaomian into his arms, kissed her lips briefly, and said in a deep voice, "As long as you like it, you can decorate however you want. Just let the servant know what you need— they'll handle the shopping."
"Really? I can do whatever I want?" An Xiaomian looked at Shangguan Xiu excitedly.
Shangguan Xiu couldn't help lowering his head to gently nibble her lip. "What, doubting me, hmm?"
