Xia Weibao pouted.
Obviously, she wasn't taking his words to heart. It sounded nice now, but the next time he got angry, he better not contradict himself.
It was really too frustrating, but who asked for him to be her His Majesty—his foul temper included.
She really couldn't harden her heart to ignore him.
"You're not touching me for a month!" Xia Weibao said with a cold face.
Lu Hualiang's expression became a bit aggrieved, but thinking about how he had indeed gone too far just now, he dared not retort.
He could only bury his head in the nape of her neck like a large, faithful dog, rubbing against her discontentedly.
The man, who was always cold and domineering, became lethally adorable once he started acting spoiled!
When she thought about how he had searched for her for a thousand years, and had remained chaste without seeking any woman, her heart instantly softened.
"Then, half a month."
"Wife..."
His tone was so aggrieved, followed by another rub.
Xia Weibao, "..."
