Huang Yueli laughed, "So you're saying that we might still get lucky and pick up some jade quartz along the way?"
Li Moying shook his head and laughed, "Your Spirit Armament Illustrations are sold for a lot of money, can this little bit of jade quartz still enter your eyes?"
Huang Yueli had an innocent look on her face, "Who would ever complain to have more money? I still have to support my family, so I'm under a lot of pressure!"
When Li Moying heard this, he couldn't help raising his eyebrows, "My wife is working so hard, so as a good husband, I really have to serve her well! Would you like your husband to give you a massage and help you relax?"
Saying that, he straightened up, turned behind Huang Yueli, and deftly put his hands on her shoulders.
The heat emanating from his fingers, through the thin fabric, imprinted on Huang Yueli's skin, making her feel a little itchy, and she subconsciously wanted to hide.
