Long Rui and Xuexue practiced for a while before stopping.
The two held hands and sat down on the flower bed.
Long Rui raised his hand and wiped the sweat off Xuexue’s forehead. "Look at you, breaking a sweat even in the middle of winter."
"Aren’t you the sa? Don’t just wipe mine, wipe your own!"
"Eh!"
After wiping Xuexue’s sweat, Long Rui also wiped his own forehead.
Xuexue stayed silent, tilting her head and studying him thoughtfully.
Long Rui smirked. "What’s the matter? Is your husband so handso that you’re srized?"
"Stop being full of yourself." Xuexue’s face flushed red, and she shyly turned away. Though she wouldn’t admit it, this guy was undeniably good-looking, and just staring at him stirred her heart a bit. But she couldn’t admit it—it was a matter of pride!
"Really?"
"Yes, you’re imagining things!"
"Oh! So I was mistaken." Long Rui made a show of suddenly realizing the truth. "I could’ve sworn I just saw a peerless beauty drooling over ! Turns out my eyes were playing tricks on . Alas! It seems I overestimated my charms."
As soon as Xuexue heard this, she instinctively raised her hand to wipe her mouth.
Only after doing it did she realize she’d been tricked.
Long Rui chuckled like a cat that had stolen a piece of fish.
When Xuexue realized she’d fallen for it, she got flustered and angry. She raised her delicate fists and playfully punched Long Rui’s arm, pouting, "You’re awful! Who was drooling?"
Long Rui burst out laughing. "I never said it was you. Why are you so worked up?"
"You keep saying nonsense! You’re awful!"
Xuexue punched him a few more tis.
Long Rui grabbed her small fists and held her in his embrace. His handso face leaned close to hers, and his voice carried a teasingly seductive note. "Darling, if you injure your husband, won’t your heart ache?"
Xuexue’s face instantly turned crimson. "Ugh, stop it! Who’s your darling?"
"You, of course!"
"Nonsense!"
"How is that nonsense? The Mo Family Village folks can all vouch for ."
ntioning this made Xuexue feel a little defeated. Back then, Long Rui had lost his mory and insisted on following them ho. To avoid gossip, the family had reluctantly called him her fiancé.
"You know full well that it was a forced arrangent at that ti."
"All I know is that heaven gave us a wonderful opportunity, and besides, I’m already yours! You have to take responsibility for ." Long Rui had a shaless grin on his face.
Ever since recovering his mory, Long Rui vividly recalled that night in the forest when he, gravely injured, had been mistaken by Xuexue for an antidote.
What had once made him feel humiliated had now transford into a cherished mory. He couldn’t help but wish the incident could play out again—this ti, with him taking charge.
Hearing his words, Xuexue’s heart skipped a beat, and she started stamring. "You... you... what are you talking about?"
Months ago, on that fateful night, she had fallen victim to Aunt Sun’s trap, nearly assaulted by Butcher Yu. She managed to escape, but the aphrodisiac in her system started taking effect. In a hazy state, she stumbled upon the severely injured Long Rui, and in that desperation, like finding an oasis in the desert, she threw herself at him without thinking.
Afterward, Long Rui moved into their ho, and Xuexue had harbored suspicions that he was the man from that night.
However, she never dared to voice it aloud. It wasn’t just embarrassing—it was a matter of honor. Xuexue was smart enough to keep quiet.
Later, various clues confird that the man she had "taken advantage of" that night was indeed Long Rui.
Now, with him casually throwing it in her face, Xuexue, already feeling guilty, started stamring nervously.
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