My husband, someone bullies me. Zhong Liyue pouted and said with aggrieved face. Swipe, two figures appeared instantly, one was stunningly enchanting, elegant and out of the world, and the other was cold and persevering, independent of the world, standing beside her. A little thing, tell me, who bullies you? The stunningly enchanting man stretched out his hand and raised her face and spoke gently. The other cold and deep eyes looked straight at her, obviously waiting for the answer. It was him! Woooo, he stole my chicken legs! The onion white jade finger pointed at the delicate doll that was half shorter than her and was holding the chicken legs. Huh? The exquisite doll raised his head, blinked her watery big eyes, and said in confusion: Mother called me?