"I was just saying it."
"Anyway, you've seen my body all over." He chuckled, "My figure isn't bad, right, wife? I gave you a free show, and you didn't lose out."
"I'm afraid I'll get styes from looking."
"Don't worry, no matter how you look, I guarantee you won't get any styes." He grinned, his neat row of white teeth seemingly glittering in the firelight.
Su Qingyue's gaze swept over his lower body, and her face couldn't help but turn red.
Noticing the blush on her cheeks, pale with just a touch of pink, he felt a dryness in his throat and really wanted to bite her, "Wife, shall we..."
Before he could finish, she cut him off with determination, "Don't even think about it. With such a serious injury, you're still thinking of hanky-panky."
"I'm just thinking about it." He pondered for a moment, "This wooden raft isn't very sturdy, if we really 'did that', it would probably collapse."
She added, "So, behave yourself."
