Li Wenwan lay on the sofa, biting into an apple, happily watching Xiao Han flustered.
"Why have you stopped talking?" Su Muqing asked coldly, smirking.
Seeing Xiao Han standing there like a child who had done something wrong, she continued, "And you've kept two demonesses, you really are capable. Do you plan to find a fairy to play with later?"
"If possible, I do have that plan," Xiao Han said, oblivious to the danger.
A high heel was thrown at him, but Xiao Han caught it and cautiously returned it before saying righteously, "Big wife, if you want to vent, go ahead and hit me. Keep throwing until you've calmed down."
He had a noble look of readiness for death, but his eyes sneakily watched Su Muqing, clearly waiting for her reaction.
Amused by his antics, Su Muqing burst out laughing.
Xiao Han's eyes lit up, and he quickly asked, "Wife, are you not angry anymore?"
"Humph."
With a cold snort, Su Muqing glared at him, but her face relaxed a bit.
