He Lancheng picked up a strand of her hair, wondering whether he should take a cloth to dry it for her, or take a comb and comb it for her again.

How did He Lanyi do things in the past?

Just then, Li Yunyan urged, "Husband, hurry up!"

Hurry up about what?

Helan Cheng lowered his eyes, his fingers darting through her hair, pretending to be engrossed in playing with her hair, while his mind quickly considered a solution.

"Oh, my husband! Hurry up and dry it! Stop playing with it!"

Li Yunyan pouted. He Lancheng was so slow and indecisive today, it was really unlike him!

He Lancheng finally understood what she was talking about and immediately used his internal energy to dry her hair.

You can play it like this?

Li Yunyan's hair was dry, but she turned around and looked at him angrily, her eyes full of grievance.

He was at a loss, wondering if he had done something wrong again.

Seeing that he still wasn't comforting her, Li Yunyan, with tears welling up in her eyes, cried out, "Husband, don't you love me anymore?!"

Where did this come from?!

He Lancheng panicked and could no longer pretend to be calm. He pulled her into his arms.

He said solemnly, "Yanyan! I like you! I like you so much!"

"Why are you acting so strange today?"

Li Yunyan looked aggrieved, with a few drops of moisture still clinging to her long eyelashes, and her eyes blinked repeatedly, making her particularly endearing.

"I......"

He Lancheng originally thought he could imitate He Lanyi perfectly, but he did not expect Yanyan to be so sensitive and discover the difference so quickly.

He racked his brains, finally frowning slightly, and sighed softly, "My brother went out today, and I'm a little worried about him!"