[August 17th] "San Lang, stop!" "Mm, but gege, why?" "I'm ticklish!" Your parents were play-fighting in the kitchen, Hua Cheng had his hands on Xie Lian's waist as Xie Lian cooked dumplings, shifting due to his husband's hands on him.

"San Lang, we have a child in the house, too, you know." Xie Lian said, not very impressed by how Hua Cheng was acting. "Please, act a little less intimate in front of them." He asked. "Fine. I'm still kissing you, though." Hua Cheng smiled, planting a soft kiss on Xie Lian's lips before taking his hands off of his husband's body and letting him cook in peace.