Love her to the bone marrow
Seemingly aware of her lack of concentration, Xi Mucheng deepened the kiss, the tip of his hot tongue pushing open her white teeth, intertwining skillfully with her lilac tongue, worrying about her wound. He only held the back of her head with one hand and forcefully lured her to dance with him.
After a long, long time, his scorching hot aura sprayed onto her face.
"Wife, I'm not angry with you, I just can't bear for you to suffer even the slightest bit of pain. When I saw you being burned, my heart would twitch in pain, I was angry that I didn't protect you, and angry that I didn't have you tied up by my side."
"You fool …" She knew that this man already loved her to the bones. Otherwise, she wouldn't have such a feeling of being cut off.
Thus, he would tremble in fear.