Lu Yuhao looked at the woman's evasive expression, reaching out to lift her chin, "You rarely dress like this in front of me."
"Your eyes never see me!" Miao Feishuang snorted coldly.
As his expression changed, she brushed his hand away.
She knew his white moonlight was her tried-and-true amulet.
"Miao Feishuang, what is your purpose for marrying me?" Lu Yuhao sat on the sofa, his eyes suddenly sharp.
"I am grateful for the life-saving grace you gave me, I like you!" Miao Feishuang said as if it was only natural.
Lu Yuhao placed his large hand on her snow-white thigh, and she immediately flinched as if burned.
Little did she know, this man was strong, he pinned her down, leaving her unable to move.
"Lu Yuhao, what are you doing?"
Miao Feishuang's face turned red, she shouted anxiously.
Lu Yuhao laughed, "Didn't you say you like me? Then why do you resist my touch so much?"
Miao Feishuang: "..."
"Cat got your tongue?" Ice formed in Lu Yuhao's eyes.
