The thing that Wei Que couldn't figure out the most in his life was why his grandfather always said that he would marry a girl older than him in the future, and also gave him a female heavenly master who was more than ten years older than him, until he met Xiao Kunning.
Because of these words, he stood in front of Huo Xingzhou and argued vigorously without fear of death: "Fourth uncle, Kun Ning is mine!"
Huo Xingzhou raised his eyes and said in a rather surprised tone: "Oh? When did she become yours?"
Wei Que took Xiao Kunning's left hand and rolled up his sleeve to reveal a snow-white arm. There was a faint tooth mark on the little lotus-like wrist: "From the moment she was bitten by me on the cliff, she has been mine."
Huo Xingzhou turned around coldly, pointed at Xiao Kunning and said in a calm voice, as if he was giving an extremely easy command: "Come here, chop off this hand."
Xiao Kunning: "..."
