"Why won’t you let them hit ?" Even though Su Yixing thought Huo Qingyi’s answer would surely disappoint him, he still couldn’t help but hold out a bit of hope, hoping Huo Qingyi was protecting him because she liked him.
Huo Qingyi indeed disappointed him: "You’re my master." She had to protect him.
"I’m also your husband!" Su Yixing imdiately snapped.
"...Why are you angry again?" Huo Qingyi’s voice was a bit small, and she was especially confused.
He really does get angry easily.
"I’m not angry." Su Yixing denied it. Before Huo Qingyi fell for him, he wouldn’t tell her that he liked her. Naturally, he also wouldn’t say why he was angry now.
He then softened his tone: "I know you’re skilled, but those brothers of mine wouldn’t dare to truly fight , you really don’t need to worry."
"Hmm."
Su Yixing hesitated for a mont, but still said: "Do you know that between a husband and wife, it’s usually the husband who protects the wife?"
Huo Qingyi replied: "I know, but we are different. You are still my master."
It’s always like this!
Su Yixing was so angry that he didn’t want to talk to Huo Qingyi. After giving Huo Qingyi a fierce kiss on the lips, he then asked harshly: "Today is already June first, and in a few days it’s my birthday. Have you thought about what to give ?"
Huo Qingyi shook her head, being very honest: "I haven’t thought about it."
Su Yixing snorted: "You know I was actually never satisfied with the gifts you sent in previous years, right?"
Huo Qingyi nodded.
Every year she gave gifts, he always got sowhat angry. Of course, she knew he wasn’t satisfied with the gifts she sent. The problem was, she really put a lot of effort into preparing them, and her gifts were always quite valuable. She truly didn’t understand why he wasn’t satisfied.
"I hope your gift this ti can satisfy ."
Huo Qingyi hesitated for a long ti before cautiously asking: "Husband, what kind of gift do you like?"
Su Yixing glanced at her sideways, "Think for yourself."
Huo Qingyi dared not ask further.
...
The next day, Su Yixing was mixing dicine in the pharmacy, while Huo Qingyi stood guard outside.
Huo Qingyi was hugging a sword, leaning against a pillar in the corridor, her elegant brows slightly furrowed, as cold as ice, not knowing what she was thinking.
As Gong Le ran in, she asked: "Where’s Brother Xing?"
Huo Qingyi quickly straightened up and replied: "Young Master is inside mixing dicine and instructed that no one is to disturb him."
"Then I’ll co back later," Gong Le said, bouncing away.
But Huo Qingyi quickly called out to her: "Miss Lele, wait a mont."
Gong Le stopped and turned back, puzzled: "What’s the matter? Aren’t I supposed to not go in?"
"No, it’s not that..." Huo Qingyi was a bit embarrassed, and after a while, she finally spoke up, "Miss Lele, can I ask you a question?"
Gong Le was particularly straightforward: "What question? Go ahead."
"It’s just..." Huo Qingyi hesitated but finally asked: "Young Master’s birthday is soon, Miss Lele, what do you think I should give him as a birthday gift?"
Gong Le secretly laughed inside, thinking that maybe Huo Qingyi already had so feelings for Su Yixing, but she still put on a silly smile and said: "Big Brother Qing’s birthday is also coming up, and I’m planning to give him a pouch that I embroidered myself. Why don’t you also embroider a pouch for Brother Xing? Maybe he’ll like it."
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