Accidentally Married A Fox God – The Sovereign Lord Spoils His Wife Chapter 133 Then, Please Take Care Of Me

Seeing that they were now alone and uninterrupted, Bai Qingyue diverted the full asure of his gaze back to his wife. "If you do not wish to accept the title of wife, how do you intend to take responsibility of ?"

"I will be your caretaker." Li irong adamantly replied, feeling more and more helpless as the conversation progressed.

After she spoke, she couldn’t help sneaking a shy peek at the lofty tent that had ford at the juncture of Zhu Qingyue’s legs. He was sitting on the bed with both of his legs spread, his arousal all the more apparent due to his seated position.

’Is this a normal size for a man?’ Li irong tried not to gape.

Bai Qingyue maintained his sickly deanour, however, a surge of male pride swelled within him as he caught his wife ogling him.

Using his index finger, he pointed at his lower mber and spoke with a thick voice, "Then, please take care of ..."

Outraged by his request, Li irong averted her eyes from the ’tent’ and scread in frustration. "Y-you take care of this thing!!!"

Bai Qingyue’s usual deadpan expression turned crestfallen. "You’ve used my body twice now... I am ill and unable to relieve myself. You already promised to shoulder responsibility, to be my caretaker. Are your promises worth nothing?"

"No! If I make a promise, then I intend to keep it. It’s just..." ’I didn’t exactly know what my statent entails.’ Li irong kept the last part of her sentence unsaid. It sounded silly even to her.

The disoriented woman facepald herself. Then, she took a deep breath, realizing she was never going to win an argunt against him. He acted so differently now, from when they first t. She wondered what was real and what was fake, but whatever the case, it seed as though she was going to be stuck with him for a while.

From Zhu Qingyue’s point of view, she was backing out on her words. She cringed at herself for what she was about to do and tried to alleviate her embarrassnt by thinking that she was no longer a virgin and was far from being a young girl. Quite the opposite, in fact. In modern tis she would be considered a late bloor.

Hesitantly, Li irong padded her way towards him, her every step felt monuntal. She had the strangest sensation of walking straight into the open jaws of a predatory beast. Zhu Qingyue hadn’t looked away from her, not even once. He gazed her with hungry eyes.