Mu Anhan watched the man approaching her, his well-defined and resolute features dazzling under the crystal lights, while his deep gaze was like a turbulent ocean, unfathomable.
What was he planning to do? He carried an unknown danger that she couldn't quite grasp.
Mu Anhan instinctively reached out to block his chest, but she heard the man scoff, "What? Is this a refusal? Didn't we agree that this was right and proper?"
Her palm felt as if it had been burned by his scorching chest, and she quickly withdrew her small hand.
No matter what he intended, she would bravely accept it.
Thinking of this, she proactively wrapped her arms around his neck, "Husband, it's just playing a marital game, a bit of reluctance before acceptance. Surely, you can handle that?"
This little fox was quick to respond, but it was clear Gu Xiaozhan wouldn't entirely believe her.
"Mu Anhan, my marriage is serious and sacred, not something to play with," Gu Xiaozhan rebuked coldly.
