When Mu Xue fell into an endless abyss, she thought she had it all figured out, but she didn't want to pick up a soft and waxy little cat husband. He would always stick to her and call her "wife" in front of others, but he turned out to be a ruthless king behind him.
Unexpectedly, one day, the cold-blooded Wang lost his waistcoat. Mu Xue just smiled lightly, touched his hand and asked, "Does it hurt?" They were all red, so they directly applied the medicine on him. Not only was Luo Chen stupid, but his subordinates were also stupid. They didn't even know that the weapon was dropped. They all looked stupidly at their master being rubbed with medicine by a strange woman. He was told that it would stop hurting, and was led back to the bedroom to rest obediently by the woman. Luo Chen didn't care who his subordinates were or not. He was now looking at Mu Xue with his big watery eyes, feeling uneasy and restless, like a little boy who was afraid of being abandoned.
Intention: Wife, don't run away, you can't run away from me anyway