Chasing a Wife?

Bu Yaolian was good to her, had a good heart and had helped her out.

But Gu Bailu certainly had to discuss this matter with Feng Qingtian. After all, communication was part of married life.

She couldn't do whatever she wanted just because he pampered her.

Feng Qingtian kissed her forehead. "You can give it to her if you want, as long as you don't give yourself away."

Gu Bailu kissed his chin. "As if I'll do that. I'm yours, I won't give myself to anyone else."

Feng Qingtian grabbed her hips tightly and said in a low voice, "The consequences of flirting with me are severe."

Ah Luo brought over the maid who was delivering dinner, and they heard the embarrassing sounds as soon as they entered the courtyard.

Ah Luo was naive, but she knew that this was her lady's happiest moment, and she couldn't enter.

She looked at the food that the maid was carrying. "Send it to the room next door. I'll eat it."