Duke Michelle pointed at Ye Che, trembling with rage: "He... this is marital rape! I'm desperate to cripple him!"
"Rape if it's rape, I'm willing!" Xia Weiyi blurted out in a fit of anger, then realized she might have been too impulsive, raised her paw, and hit her own mouth. She stammered, "If you really hurt him, who will give you grandchildren in the future..."
After speaking, she didn't bother to look at Michelle's expression and instead jumped to Ye Che's side, helping him up.
Ye Che looked at the little woman beside him. Her fair face was blushing adorably, and he couldn't help but lower his head to steal a peck on her lips.
Xia Weiyi glared at him coquettishly: "Stop messing around, do you want to get hit again?"
"What... what is going on here?" Tong Ruoxin was stunned, somewhat unable to understand the situation before her.
