"Just this matter?" An Jing asked with a smile, almost laughing so hard she couldn't catch her breath.
Sure enough, her husband had been thinking about this issue all along.
Xiao Changyi didn't answer; he just repeated her words, "Just this matter?"
An Jing immediately realized her husband was not pleased. To her, whether or not the children should sleep in separate rooms was a trivial matter, but in her husband's eyes, it was a very, very important one, something he had been looking forward to for a long time.
In an instant, An Jing became serious, hugged Xiao Changyi's arm, and soothed, "Husband, I was wrong. I apologize to you."
Xiao Changyi said, "I don't want your apology."
"Then what do you want?"
"What do you think?"
"Hehe," An Jing laughed twice, "Isn't it just about sleeping in different rooms from the children? Let's do it, let's do it. After all, the kids don't sleep in the same bed as us, it's just a matter of moving their beds out of our room."
