"For example, you can express your love for me." He said with a smile as he came to her side and sat down. He stretched his arms out automatically and pulled her into his arms. However, unexpectedly, he was greeted with a nudge from her elbow.
"Hmmm!"
He grunted: "You murdered your husband!"
"Ah? It hurts? I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I didn't mean it. I will help you rub it." She said with a smile and reached out to stroke his chest.
As the pair of small hands rubbed his chest, Xuanyuan Mo Ze felt his breath quicken and a surge of fire in his body. He grabbed her hands and said through gritted teeth: "Don't play with fire!"
"Play with fire? I'm not. I'm not playing with fire at all." She glanced at him and when she saw that he looked uncomfortable and his body had stiffened, she blink curiously and looked at him from top to bottom, a little stunned: "This is your self-control?"
