The man wanted to say something else, but he felt Feng Qing's slender fingers poke the bruise on his back. "You only have one chance. You'd better tell me the truth. Otherwise, I'll let you sleep in the secondary bedroom for a month."
Xie Jiuhan : "…"
He turned around and said coldly, "I went to look for Sword God to spar just now. Fists and feet have no eyes. It's not like you don't know this. It's inevitable that I'll be injured."
Feng Qing only sat in front of him and did not say anything. She only tilted her head and smiled innocently. However, she was telling Xie Jiuhan silently, "I'll give you another chance!"
Xie Jiuhan: "???"
In the end, the man still lost. He could only admit, "It's nothing. I'm just punishing myself. I want to experience how I tortured you when I had a relapse."
Feng Qing stared at Xie Jiuhan in silence. Xie Jiuhan looked at her face and couldn't understand how angry this woman was.
