"I'm still alive, and you pity me already? If I were dead, wouldn't you be unable to live?"
Qin Mu raised her hand to grab his hand resting on her face, angrily flipping the question back at him, trying to loosen his grip, only to have him clasp her hand instead.
"You're really skilled at tormenting me!"
Mu Yichen initially wanted to provoke her a bit, instilling some guilt in her heart, but instead, he was the one provoked by Qin Mu.
He had to admit, his wife did indeed hold the upper hand in their marriage, even daring to mention death; he had nothing more to say.
"Let's sleep!"
Seeing him at a loss for words, Qin Mu wanted to turn around to rest, but Mu Yichen pulled her hand to his chest, forbidding her from turning.
That silent protest drew Qin Mu's gaze back to him: "Do you have anything else, Mr. Mu?"
That's when Mr. Mu laughed, stubbornly pulling her into his embrace: "Sleep now!"
