Lu Moqing solemnly held her waist and shook his head, saying:
"Don’t worry, I don’t have the resources like Gu Huanan’s to ruin my later years."
At first, Qiaoxu didn’t understand what Lu Moqing ant. She was about to say that with President Lu’s face and wealth, even if he were in his seventies or eighties, there would still be seventeen or eighteen-year-old girls willing to be with him.
But the next second, she rembered.
Aside from his face, all of Lu Island Master’s wealth was in her hands now, and indeed there was not much left for him to ruin his later years.
Thinking about this, the smile in Qiaoxu’s eyes deepened a few points.
"Moreover, the beauty of peach blossoms cannot reach my aesthetic standard. I only like country-toppling city-destroying peonies."
He raised his hand, touched Qiaoxu’s face, and declared his love.
Qiaoxu had gradually gotten used to the sudden love confessions of her own island master, and her face had beco thickened by his training.
At this mont, seeing his gaze fixed on her, she did not show any shy appearance.
Lu Moqing smiled and held her in his arms, saying:
"Instead, I should worry. If I get old, my face is full of wrinkles, and I beco penniless, will you leave , the old man, and go looking for young fresh at?"
Qiaoxu burst out laughing.
She raised her hand and touched Lu Moqing’s solid cheek, saying:
"No wonder you work out so diligently; you’re afraid of turning into old at and being despised by ."
Old at...
Lu Moqing’s eyelids twitched heavily.
"Don’t worry, even if you beco old at, I only like gnawing on your flesh. Even if I can’t bite it, it’s still nice to sll."
Although his wife’s words successfully comforted him, there was sothing weird about it.
The next second, Qiaoxu sighed and looked at him seriously, saying:
"However, you still need to exercise more so that when we both get old, you can still carry . At that ti, I’ll be old too, too lazy to walk, so I’ll rely on you, the strong old man, to carry around."
Lu Moqing laughed, holding Qiaoxu even tighter.
"Okay, when we are in our seventies or eighties, I will still have fifty years of exercise ti. At that ti, I will carry you, this old woman, around."
Qiaoxu happily buried her face in his arms, imagining a picture of their wrinkled hands holding each other tightly and walking through the rest of their lives together when they were old.
"What should I do if you die before when we grow old?"
Originally, the two were just chatting, but when talking about getting old, birth, aging, sickness, and death are inevitable.
Thinking of that, they couldn’t help but feel a little sad.
"Then you go first."
Without even thinking, Lu Moqing blurted out.
Qiaoxu was stunned for a mont, and the next second she looked up at him, dissatisfied, and said:
"So you want to die early."
Although she didn’t want him to die before her either, she felt sowhat uncontrollably lost when he unhesitatingly told her to die first.
Lu Moqing laughed, and the look in his eyes was still as tender and affectionate as ever.
"If you go before , I’ll take care of your funeral so you can leave in peace without any worries. As for the loneliness that cos after losing a spouse, I’ll bear it all by myself."
He touched Qiaoxu’s head and said:
"Apart from myself, I don’t trust anyone to take care of you. It’s better for to send you off first. Anyway, I’ll be joining you soon."
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