Long Rui praised Xuexue without a hint of reservation, wearing a charming smile: "Wife, you truly are skillful. Marrying you is my great fortune."
Xuexue nodded in agreement, "Yes, and I can also get rid of any women trying to come between us. Where would you find such a wonderful wife?"
Long Rui wrapped his arms around her waist, his chin resting on top of Xuexue's head, her fine hair brushing against his skin, filling him with tenderness. With a slightly husky voice, he asked, "Wife, what's wrong? Are you jealous?"
Xuexue playfully retorted, "You shameless! Who's jealous of you?"
Long Rui good-naturedly laughed, "Yes, yes, of course, you're not jealous, it's me who's jealous, alright?"
Xuexue was embroidering a handkerchief when Long Rui moved around and accidentally bumped her arm...
"Ouch!"
The needle accidentally pricked Xuexue's finger. Although it didn't hurt much, the unexpected prick made her furrow her brows.
"Wife, are you alright?"
