“To repay you for saving my life, I’ve decided to give myself to you. You’re not allowed to refuse.” Yuan Heng stopped her and told her the truth. Mu Yuqin frowned. “You call that repaying me? That’s biting the hand that feeds you.”
“Look, the gold bell goes so well with the deerskin boots. Aren’t they gorgeous?” Yuan Heng beamed, clearly expecting praise.
Mu Yuqin frowned again. “They’d look even better if the bell were around your neck instead of tied to my foot!”
“How about I make you a pair to wear on your hands tomorrow?”
Yuan Heng couldn’t see how angry she was, and kept smiling happily.
Mu Yuqin narrowed her eyes and smiled. “My hands have been itching lately. How about I give you a good beating?”
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