"Hu...husband..." Luo Qingli obediently said, but her voice was so low that it was unhearable if Gu Yuying wasn't sitting next to her.
This word 'husband', for Gu Yuying, was the most beautiful piece of music in the world, so beautiful and melodious.
"Qingqing, you're so beautiful." He leant down and gently kissed Luo Qingli's eyes.
"Si...sir..."
With his index finger over her lips, Gu Yuying said authoritatively yet softly, "Good girl, call me husband!"
"Husband..." This 'husband' from her was like a sound made by a kitten, itching Gu Yuying's heart.
"Qingqing, may I stay tonight?"
"Hmm!"
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The next day, thinking about what happened last night, Luo Qingli's face heated up again.
The word shy was not enough to express her current embarrassment. Turning over with a red face, Luo Qingli dared not get out of bed and face Gu Yuying.
She didn't know what scene awaited her.
After all the struggle, Luo Qingli got up anyway.
