Chapter 1679: 1679 dear dear!
He pretended not to hear and followed her with a bounce in his step, “Dear, don’t be mad at your husband. Everything’s my fault… Please forgive , dear.”
She stopped in her tracks, glared at him, “Get lost. Who’s mad at you?”
“Dear, I can’t ‘get lost’ right now.” He put on a pitiful expression, clutching the sword wound on his chest, “You put a hole in , and it’s not fully healed yet.”
“You brought it on yourself.”
“Of course. Dear, it’s an honor that you stabbed .” He laughed, “With your dical skills and precise gaze, if you really wanted to kill , it would be easy. You’d just aim for my heart. But you deliberately avoided my fatal spot, which ans you can’t bear for to die. Even Li Mu could accurately stab Wei Qingyi’s heart with one strike. Dear, you were truly lenient with .”
“You don’t deserve to die.”
“It’s the sa thing—you couldn’t bear to kill .” He waved his hand casually, “You were even worried my injury would leave aftereffects, and personally treated with priceless dicine. I have no way to repay you, but to offer myself to you…”
As he spoke, he moved in to kiss her.
She frowned, “Xiao Yuchuan, could you not be so shaless?”
“How could I have any sha in front of you?” He flashed his bright white teeth again, “Dear, now I’m not fully healed. When I am, I’ll roll a few more tis for you to see.”
“Get lost!”
“To my bed?” His eyes brightened as he made to hug her.
She rubbed her forehead, feeling a headache, “Don’t push !”
“How am I pushing you?” His handso face was full of grievance, “I love you, miss you, think about you.”
“Stop.” She was getting angry, “Don’t say such disgusting things to .”
“I only say them to you.” He looked proud, “Dear, people express their true feelings, and you scold for it…”
“I’m not your wife!”
“Yes, you are!”
Su Qingyue was so angry she felt weak, “Xiao Yuchuan, you’re the dignified Valley Master of Poison King Valley. Can’t you act with so dignity?”
“Able n are domineering outside, incompetent n are domineering at ho.” He looked knowledgeable, “Which ans, capable n are ek at ho and tough outside. I think I belong to this type. For , you’re the only one at ho. It’s no big deal to be ek in front of you, dear.”
“Stop calling ‘dear.'”
His dark eyes brimming with deep affection, “Dear, dear, dear!” he called out many tis, “I might be an obedient husband, but when dear is being foolish, I don’t obey everything.”
“Get out of my room.” She turned around and pointed outside the door.
“Ouch!” he suddenly cried out, “My injury’s acting up, my chest hurts… dear, save !”
His pale face wrinkled up in pain, looking troubled. It was hard to tell if he was truly in pain.
She pressed her lips together and ignored him.
He reached out a hand towards her, trying to ingratiate, “Dear, please check my pulse.”
“You’re also a doctor. Why bother unnecessarily?”
“I like your hand touching .” He answered honestly.
Her eyebrows almost knotted into a bitter expression, “Don’t push to throw you out…”
“Dear, this is my room originally. I’ve lived here for over five years. I dream of living with you every day.” He winked at her, “How about this…”
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