He stretched out his iron arm, fiercely pulling her into his chest and bent his head toward hers, trying to kiss her again.
She was so frightened that her hair stood on end, and she pushed her palm against his face, "Second brother, no!"
He spoke with a thirst, "Yue'er, I like you. You're going to town and it'll be at least a day before you return. Let me kiss you..."
If it was any other killer, he would definitely be dead by now. It seems that Su Qingyue really isn't suited for this life. Otherwise, she wouldn't have become a farmer's wife in this lifetime, "Second brother, if you continue this, I'll be upset! There will be serious consequences if I get upset!"
Xiao Yishan saw her icy facial expression and stiffly let go of her, "I am your husband, can't I even be intimate with you?"
"No," she simply threw the word out.
