“What do you mean by that?” Ye Xiaoxiao held her little waist and fiercely asked: “Don’t tell me you’re plotting something devious against me?”

“Plotting?” Li Qiye couldn’t help but smile and leisurely answered: “Who was it that cried and begged to marry me? Like you said, I am your husband, so do you think I will plot against you? I can do whatever I want already.”

“Bah! Bah!” Xiaoxiao spoke with disdain: “Don’t daydream so much, who would want to marry you? Please, I don’t like you at all. I’m only doing this to make Jianshi and the others mad. Hmph, trying to steal my man? Don’t even think about it.”

Despite her tender age, this little girl had a fiery temper and would dare to back her words up in a lawless manner.

“That’s good, that’s good. I’m really lucky that we aren’t...