She saw a lustrous phoenix hairpin lying there quietly. The end of the hairpin was inlaid with a row of resplendent gemstones, and the mouth of the phoenix was holding a pearl. Its overall color was soft and mellow.
"This is a defensive spiritual weapon." Although Qiao Mu didn't show it on her face, her heart was extremely touched by this warmth.
How long ago had this guy started to forge this hairpin for her?
It was a hairpin he crafted personally for her to wear during her coming-of-age ceremony.
"For you to use during your hairpin ceremony." As Mo Lian propped up his chin with his hand, he tilted his head at her and remarked with a smile, "Hubby is good to you, right."
"Humph." Qiao Mu looked askance at him.
However, she saw him looking at her with half-lidded eyes while imploring, "My wife, you're not planning to kiss Hubby when he is so good to you?"
