Han yichu's whole body was in pain. If he did not let Huang qingwu feel the pain, he could not release himself.
Han yichu had to use a lot of self-control to control her emotions.
"Qingwu, I'm not the one torturing you. You're the one torturing my heart. You're my wife. I won't allow you to belong to anyone else," he said in a low, charming voice.
Huang qingwu could not help but ask,""Then can you say you're mine? Whether it's your body or your heart, do you still think of anyone else?"
Huang qingwu wanted to ask if there was still Helian man?
However, she didn't say the last sentence out loud. She didn't want to make things too awkward on the last night.
If han yichu didn't say that, she wouldn't have been so angry.
Han yichu's face changed when she heard Huang qingwu's words.
He stopped all his movements and looked down at Huang qingwu. His brows were furrowed, and the light in his eyes was like a mist, making it impossible to see through and guess.
