"I... I just couldn't react in time..."
She muttered under her breath. He was still scolding her for being clueless—seemed like he wasn't too angry. Moving closer, she wrapped his arm around her chest and looked up at him:
"Thank you, hubby, for arriving just in time. I owe you my life, and the only way to repay you is to devote myself entirely to you."
Lu Qing shot her a side-eye: "You still know how to crack jokes? Acting cocky with me—so how come when you're around those people, you can't show a bit of guts? What did I leave Little sixth and Little seventh with you for? Anyone dares touch you, let Little sixth cripple one of their hands, and let's see who dares next."
"That... casually crippling someone's hand seems a bit excessive, doesn't it?"
Lu Qing grabbed her chin with one hand, his eyes half-closed as he stared at her... kind of scary. Qin Miaomiao couldn't help but flinch a little.
