"You're not hiding anything else about your body's condition from me, right." Qiao Mu looked at the man sternly, exuding an imposing manner that threatened to bite him to death should he dare to hide anything else from her.
Yet Mo Lian quickly shook his head as he reassured her with lowered eyes, "I'm not."
Thus, Qiao Mu raised her small hand to ruffle Mo Lian's hair in the same way she would a puppy. "That's good then."
Mo Lian could only pull down her hand, chuckling helplessly. "Qiaoqiao, why are we talking about poison at this place and time. Shouldn't we be happily chatting while drinking tea?"
Qiao Mu poured him a cup of tea before giving him a smile. "Hubby, please have some tea."
Mo Lian's eyes glowed upon hearing this, and he took the teacup with a smile. "Wifey, it's so rare that you don't need to cultivate and I have tossed aside all trivial matters. How about today, we…"
