"Yuwen Jing, don't say such crazy things." Chen Meng'er's face fell when she heard Yuwen Jing say that. Ever since she was reborn, Chen Meng'er had been very wary of her loved ones dying and Yuwen Jing was still living in a dangerous environment. "Yuwen Jing, let me tell you, don't even think about making me a widow. If you do, I will find someone who is more handsome and richer than you and marry them."
"Okay, okay, okay. I won't say that. I promise that I will never say this again. Don't worry, I will never give you this chance."
When the couple was cultivating their relationship by kissing each other, the sound of a very unpleasant cough forcefully broke the sweet atmosphere.
When Chen Meng'er heard the cough, she immediately struggled out of Yuwen Jing's arms.
