Can you not hate me?

Lu Aotian was struck by her words. It was true that he had been trying his best to resist the urge to snap the neck right out of Ruoxi's head. However, his daughter had insisted that she was able to take good care of herself and that she would never need his help. He was still adamant about wanting to prove her wrong. How capable could she possibly be?

"I'll go to sleep now. Think about what I said." She said after starting a storm in his heart. 

"Can you not make it sound like we don't sleep together?" 

Wan Jia felt embarassed. "You are already so old. Can you mind your tongue a little?" 

Lu Aotian shamelessly kissed her neck. "So what if I'm old? I will be as shameless as I want with you." 

"Get lost. We're an old couple already." 

Lu Aotian continued placing soft kisses on her neck. "Who said we're old? Who dares to say so? Do you think there is anyone who would think I'm lying if I said my wife is twenty five years old?"