How could he not like her? He loved her dearly!
From then on, he lived only for her.
She was his life.
Huangfu Yueming looked at her delicate and soft little face, then coughed twice.
"Husband, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?" Mi Yao quickly became anxious. She wanted to check his injuries. He had been shot with an arrow and had fallen from a cliff, but she hadn't seen his wounds yet. "Is it the injury that hurts, has it torn open, do you need to call Divine Doctor Hua over?"
"Yaoyao," Huangfu Yueming took her little hand and then softly smiled, "I'm fine as long as... you don't come over and tease me."
Tease?
Mi Yao quickly realized what he meant. If she was affectionate with him, his body would react, he would want to do that sort of thing, but his body couldn't handle any intense activity.
"Husband, I'm sorry." Mi Yao immediately stuck out her little pink tongue.
