Mo Siyu cautiously asked, fearing Tang Yue would disdain him.
"Disdain." As soon as Tang Yue finished speaking, Mo Siyu's heart leapt.
Tang Yue continued: "I disdain that you work so hard and don't take care of your body. There are things you need to do, but selfishly, I don't want you to strain yourself this much."
"What would I do if something happened to you?" Tang Yue didn't know how to express herself, but when she had heard Mo Siyu was in the hospital, that worried feeling, and every time Mo Siyu went on a long trip, her heart would always be in her throat.
"Xiao Yue, I'm tough." Knowing she was distressed, Mo Siyu held her hand tightly and said, "I haven't married you yet; I definitely won't let anything happen to myself. Plus, I want to be with you for a lifetime. When you're old and can't walk, I'll carry you."
'Pfft'
