"Since I have promised you, I will not default on the debt, otherwise my reputation as the head of the family will be ruined."
Ouyang Che breathed a sigh of relief. He raised her chin, looked at her deeply, and rubbed her face lovingly with his fingers.
Wushuang looked into his eyes and stopped thinking.
Just looking at him, he was the only one in his eyes.
"Wushuang, you are mine and you will always be mine." Ouyang Che murmured. He approached her face and slowly kissed her lips.
Wu Shuang did not refuse, his kiss was very gentle at first, and then became more and more intense.
He held her tightly and kissed her almost greedily.
Wushuang put his palms on his chest, and soon felt the moisture on them.
Something flashed in her mind, and she immediately wanted to push him away, but he didn't relax at all.
Wushuang struggled hard and finally managed to avoid his kiss and had some free time.
"Stop! Your wound is bleeding!"
"Don't worry about it." The man's kiss followed him like a shadow.
"If you want to... attend the wedding, just stop it!"
Sure enough, he stopped and looked at her in confusion.
Wushuang sighed and said: "Your injury is very serious. If you don't take good care of yourself these two days, I'm worried that you won't have much energy when you get married."
That's what it meant.
Ouyang Che raised his lips and smiled: "Shuang'er, you underestimate me. Not only do I have the energy to attend the wedding, I also have the energy to get married. Now I can prove to you whether I have enough energy."
Wushuang's face turned red.
In fact, she has always been very simple and shy emotionally.
She was embarrassed enough when Ouyang Che suddenly called her so intimately, but he also said those words, how could she cope with it...
"I really like to see you blush, especially when you blush for me." The man said with a smile, his soft voice was nice and ambiguous.
Wushuang lowered his eyes and said in shame: "Be more serious. If you don't be serious, I will leave!"
Ouyang Che was not angry, and his phoenix eyes became more and more shining.
"Are you willing to leave me here alone?"
"Why can't you let it go? Of course I can."
"But, I don't want you to leave, so you can't leave."
Wushuang is speechless, what kind of law is this!
"Let me go quickly and let me see your injuries."
"No." Ouyang Che hugged her tighter, buried his head in her shoulder, and pressed his hot lips against her soft neck.
"Let me hold you for a while longer."
"No, let go."
"No." His tone was coquettish.
Wushuang thought to herself that she shouldn't have agreed to marry him. You see, he has learned to push his limits now.
"Ache, I'm angry."
"...Okay, I'll let you go. But you have to change my dressing." The man took the opportunity to say.
Wushuang thought to herself, she was the one who changed it for him, maybe he could change it himself.
Ouyang Che had multiple stab wounds on his body.
The eight patron saints who guard Xuanyuan Sword showed no mercy to him.
There were several stab wounds, all of which were deep. If they had been any deeper, they would have killed him.
Wushuang bit her lip slightly and gently changed his dressing.
Ouyang Che looked at her with soft eyes and said softly: "Don't worry, it doesn't hurt very much."
How could it not hurt?
Wushuang felt sad and angry at the same time.
Angry that he doesn't cherish himself too much.
She lowered her eyes and changed the medicine for him, turned around and wanted to leave.
