"What I'm saying is serious, my goddess is only one, and that's my wife."
Throughout the day, Xia Yumo had been teased countless times by him, each time caught off guard.
"You're so glib."
She shyly looked away, but the corners of her lips couldn't help but curve upwards.
In the end, she simply grabbed the quilt and covered her head, laughing with her whole body trembling.
"Are you laughing secretly, my dear wife?"
Gu Junhang's voice came from outside the quilt, even pulling the quilt a couple of times.
Xia Yumo held it tightly, and he didn't use much force, but a muffled voice came from inside, "No."
Gu Junhang chuckled lightly, "So, you're crying with emotion?"
"No."
From within the quilt, Xia Yumo's voice hurriedly denied it.
"Really? Let me see."
With that, he began to tug at the quilt, which Xia Yumo clutched tightly to prevent him from pulling.
Gu Junhang, of course, couldn't use too much force, tugging at the quilt while playfully wrestling with her.
