"Husband, if you have things to do, then go ahead."
"In any case, be careful with everything!"
Sensing something, Shui Lingyue smiled and tiptoed, trying to brush the fallen petals off Yi Chen's shoulder, only to find she couldn't reach,
In a playful and charming moment, the beautiful Daoist nun's hands appropriate for scolding or cheering pat the Taoist's chest, signaling him to take a step down the stairs.
How could the Great Qin State Preceptor endure such treatment?
Yi Chen grinned, his large hand sliding under Shui Lingyue's knees, and he simply scooped her up into his arms.
"What are you doing~ There are people around during the daytime."
"Ling Yue, brushing petals off the shoulder is easy, but sweeping those off the heart is tough!"
"Although the husband is in a bit of a rush, he won't be missing this day or two, come now, let's go inside."
