"Once you find other women, then you'll know if I get jealous or not." She couldn't help but laugh.
He stared at her face full of pustules, "Su Qingyue, do you really not care about me?"
"Yes." She answered without hesitation.
He was angry, "Is your heart made of iron? Can't you see how good I am to you?"
She asked indifferently, "Then what?"
He choked a bit, "Be a well-behaved wife."
"Xiao Yuchuan, being with you, I'll have a shorter life by a few years."
"How could that be? I love you so much..."
"You are good to me." She covered her heart, "You've made my heart ache with your actions."
"My darling, your husband will massage it for you and the pain will go away. I just don't understand what you're angry about..." He put his hand on her chest.
Caught off guard, his hand landed right on her breast.
He was also stunned, the extremely soft touch making his whole body excited, and a certain part of him suddenly aroused.
