The Divine Doctor An Chapter 823 - 893: Who let him be good-looking?

Chapter 823: 893: Who let him be good-looking?

Shujun let out a lively laugh.

Dong Huiying looked at him helplessly and thought: Oh well, who can bla him for being good-looking? Who can keep him from being happy? Just let him be!

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The season had already entered autumn.

Compared to sumr, the sky darkened faster in the fall.

Shujun took off his red thin shirt and removed his shoes and socks, only wearing a set of white underwear.

After climbing onto the small bed, he lay on his side with seductive, silky eyes. Propping his head with one hand, he looked at his wife with a flirtatious allure.

His young wife had just finished bathing, and her hair was still wet. She walked towards Shujun while drying her hair.

When she reached the bedside, the two of them gazed at each other intently for a while.

Then, with a long reach of his arm, Shujun pulled her into a full embrace. With a slight movent, he pressed her beneath the quilts.

"You, how old are you even? Always frowning like old ladies do; you’ll turn into one soon."

He tapped her nose lightly, his expression filled with endearnt.

Her cheeks blushed slightly, "I do not!"

Shujun raised his eyebrows, "See, you don’t even admit it? How about this, I’ll bring the mirror to you, why don’t you take a close look? Those frowns of yours, so severe, you’ll sprout wrinkles soon."

Dong Huiying stiffened...

She had always thought that this man was sweet-tongued, adept at flattering with his sugary words. Little did she know, when this man got toxic, he was indeed very sharp-tongued!

Huh?

That seed incorrect; perhaps he was always sharp-tongued, but he usually directed it at others, his brothers, and seldom toward her. So, she had sohow forgotten this trait of his.

"You’ve said enough! Am I really that bad as you describe?"

Her little hand quickly covered her forehead, perfectly camouflaging the wrinkled center, truly a case of ’thou doth protest too much.’

Shujun buried his face into her chest, unable to stop his soft laughter, "Look, look? You’re acting all guilty, you know it yourself, and yet you cover your brows? Xiao Hui, Xiao Hui, tell , how can you be so adorable?"

Dong Huiying felt a bit embarrassed, "Stop teasing !" she coquettishly pushed him a little.

Shujun repeatedly said, "Okay, okay, I was wrong, it’s all my fault!"

He quickly raised his hands in surrender to avoid upsetting his wife too much. What if she actually got angry because of him? Wouldn’t he be the one to suffer in the end?

Grabbing her small hand, he brought it to his lips and kissed it. He seed casual as he brought up, "Yue Ning and I were delayed on the road because we took a carriage. It moved slowly; is everything at ho alright?"

Dong Huiying bit her lip. She was silent for a long ti, then buried her head in Shujun’s chest... "Shujun, I think, I might have upset Yixuan?"

She spoke slowly, her deanor sorrowful and conflicted: "I don’t know how to handle this situation, but I know Yixuan is unhappy. And it was all because of ! Although I’ve already apologized, the feeling... it’s just too strange, I can’t seem to appease him. I smile at him, and he smiles back at , but his smile seems so perfunctory, not genuine..."

She sniffed softly, "He’s really angry with , and apologies are useless, I know he hasn’t forgiven , he’s still mad at !"

She wasn’t quite sure how to describe that feeling, but when they were back at Purple Garden, she could feel it. Between Yixuan and her, there seed to be a distance.