1160 I Am Your Husband

He encircled her small waist, his thin lips glued to hers in a long kiss that seemed like it was going to last until the end of the world when the sun and moon lost their light. He grabbed her the entire time without letting go, nibbling on her lips to his heart's content.

Qiao Mu glared at him with enlarged eyes.

As much as he wanted to restrain and coerce a kiss from her while closing his eyes without any cares, he finally couldn't resist surfacing with her after some time.

Because this little fellow was glaring at him the entire time! Although she didn't make a sound, her queer little expression instantly made his feelings take a plunge.

She wasn't intoxicated in the slightest, yet he had already fallen…

So infuriating!

A certain darling that had lost her emotions and desires only knew that this weird big brother was nibbling on her the entire time. Even so, there weren't any undulating ripples in her heart.

*Splosh—* With a faint sound, he surfaced with Qiao Mu in his embrace. She then kicked with her legs and pressed on the rock on her right side, flipping up and sitting on it.

This time, she saw clearly.

In the clear water that was gleaming in the sunlight half-floated a white-clothed man with unbound long hair, with several water beads clinging to his handsome face.

His satin, jet-black long hair that was soaked by the lake water stuck to his straight back.

Meanwhile, his phoenix eyes were suffused with a dim light as he just stared at her like this. It was as if he wanted to see through to the depths of her heart.

He just stared at her dazedly like this.

It was only after a while that he heaved a long sigh.

Qiao Mu also mimicked his sigh before blinking her eyes with a cough.

Afterwards, she touched her throat, realizing that she could speak.

"Qiaoqiao, are you pretending not to know me?" The water rippled, and this beauty flashed to the large rock, leaning on it while looking at her.

Darling Qiao blinked and suddenly spoke. "Who are you."

At this, Mo Lian pulled his thin lips into a line. He abruptly stretched out his hand and dragged her into the water again, his heart seized by an outburst of grief and indignation. He cupped her small face and harshly bit her small mouth without a second word. "Who am I? You tell me who I am! Say it."

*Whack!!* Qiao Mu kept enduring it, but she finally couldn't bear it any longer and ferociously bonked Mo Lian's head with her small fist.

"What are you doing!" Qiao Mu shouted before she forcefully pushed away his drenched body, wiping her small mouth in passing.

Mo Lian: …

Was he going crazy to think that the little one in front of him was a bit cute?

"I am your husband." After composing himself, he reached out to hug her, but she discourteously slapped him away with her small hand.

Today was already the twelfth day since the disaster-courting curse took effect, hence Qiao Mu's senses and consciousness were already starting to slowly recover.

However, the lone objective in her mind would not change!

Cultivate, cultivate, cultivate!

"Where are you going." Seeing that the little fellow was about to jump into the water again, Mo Lian deftly pulled her into his arms. He forcefully pushed down her small hands as a faint frustration flashed past his phoenix eyes. "Don't move!"

With this soft and soaked body nestled in his embrace, how much willpower did he require to restrain himself!

Yet this little fellow actually dared to wriggle about and arouse him. She wasn't worried that he was going to do her on the spot?

Qiao Mu turned her small head aside and met his beautiful, pitch-black eyes with a flashing gaze.

Suddenly, her stomach rang out loudly with a rumble.

Mo Lian looked down, stroking her shrivelled little tummy with heartache in his eyes.