After hanging up the phone, Ou Zun immediately grabbed her face.
His eyes were blazing with fury.
"They are setting a trap for you, and yet you've agreed so readily! You are forbidden from going!"
Mù Qiānxún gently pried his fingers off one by one, laughing comfortably, "What are you thinking? They're my opponents too, aren't they? I just want to see how they intend to play their game. I'll respond to whatever they throw at me!"
Ou Zun disagreed.
"What if you can't handle it?"
"Don't I have you, the great God Ou Zun?" She then playfully hugged his waist, "If I can't handle it, I'll cling to your leg and shout out your name. I'll yell at them, 'I'm the fiancée of Ou Zun', let's see what they can do then! I know you always protect the short, and you'll definitely protect me, right? Because I am your short!"
The shortest!
The distance between their embrace was the shortest.
Wasn't their embrace incredibly close?
If he didn't protect her, who else would he protect?
