My heart sank, and I pressed my lips together, whispering, "I am Wang Shengming, I am from the surface."
After eting Yu Rongling and Shenshen, I decided not to hide my social connections.
Since he would suspect sooner or later, might as well go with the flow.
This person is just a bit confused, not really a fool.
"You’re my wife, how could you live on the surface?" His palm gently brushed against my ear, his questioning gaze carrying a hint of bewildernt.
I felt guilty, my eyes flickering, eting his emperor-like gaze, my mind went blank, "I...I..."
Stamring for ages, I couldn’t recall a single excuse I’d racked my brain to concoct over these days.
A voice in my head told , no lie could escape this man’s eyes.
Better tell the truth than to prolong the inevitable.
"I see, my wife, you were accidentally reincarnated to the surface by the Dust World Serpent?" The man charmingly smiled, unexpectedly making sense of his own question.
I frowned, "???"
This excuse...
Is almost flawless!!
How co I didn’t think of it!
The man started to bask in his self-admiration, "Because you missed , you specifically ca to the Abyss to find ?"
"Ah yes, yes, yes, my king, I missed you so much." I laughed awkwardly to cover it up.
I couldn’t help but ponder whether he was deliberately covering for or truly this naïve.
The man’s fine, long willow eyebrows furrowed, and he sighed sorrowfully.
It tugged at my heartstrings as well, "What is it?"
Could he be saying this just to tease ?
Had he already discovered my murderous intent towards him, ready to silence ?
"Hungry." He murmured as if it was hard to admit, leaning close to my ear.
The cold sweat I just broke out in turned icy instantly, "There’s a wonton stand next to us, I’ll take you to eat wontons."
"Always spending your money, where is the king’s dignity in that?" The man grumbled, sounding frustrated and conflicted, clearly, his pride was hurt.
I was about to comfort him casually when the man again reconciled with himself, "When we’re behind closed doors, dignity doesn’t seem to matter."
He truly is an autumn chrysanthemum, able to find peace in monts.
If there was a type of person least likely to experience depression in the world, it would surely be soone like him.
"Can we go eat wontons now? I...I’m getting a bit hungry." To escape this intoxicatingly awkward atmosphere, I gingerly touched my stomach and proposed.
The man nodded, "I will find a way to make money."
"No need for you to make money, as long as I’m here, that’s enough." I led him to the wonton stand.
A Human Snake who can’t even turn its tail into legs would struggle to find a job, let alone earn money.
I took out tissues to wipe the stools we would be sitting on, and sat down abruptly, "You sit too, boss, a portion of shepherd’s purse wontons! Hey, what do you want to eat, I’ll order for you."
As I glanced up, I saw the man’s face turning as dark as ink, extrely gloomy.
Did it hurt his pride when I didn’t let him earn money?
Many n in the world cry out for a free ride, how is he still being so awkward about it?
He truly is quirky...
"Are you doubting a king’s ability to earn money?" The man, discontented, questioned word by word with a biting tone.
In my heart, I thought, what does your earning or not have to do with , I just want to know when I will have the chance to send you to et King Yanluo in Midland with one slash, while outwardly maintaining a smile, "Haha, how could that be? My king, no matter where you go, you exhibit a regal deanor, earning money is too easy for you."
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