"Really?" Chen Xiaoru raised her eyebrows slightly, narrowed her watery eyes slightly, revealing a bit of disbelief, but a cunning arc appeared at the corner of her mouth, like a little fox who had successfully stolen some fish.

Song Zhe was amused by her appearance and felt his throat tighten. He reached out and pulled her into his arms, holding her on his legs. His chin rested on the top of her soft hair, and a faint fragrance lingered on the tip of his nose. His voice was low and gentle: "Really, now that I have you, I will never look at anyone else."

Chen Xiaoru raised her head and hugged his neck, staring at him straight, with a hint of teasing in her eyes, and said coquettishly: "Husband, why are you so sweet? Did you eat some candy secretly? Let me taste it."

Before he finished speaking, soft lips touched his lips like a dragonfly touching the water, lightly touching and then quickly leaving, leaving a hint of sweet fragrance that made people linger in the aftertaste.

Song Zhe felt an electric current spreading from his lips throughout his body. His eyes darkened and he suddenly grabbed the back of her head, deepening the kiss and swallowing up all the words she hadn't said.

After a long time, he finally let go of her slowly, but still held her tightly in his arms, as if he wanted to rub her into his bones and blood. He lowered his head, resting his forehead against hers, their noses almost touching, his hot breath spraying on her face, his voice hoarse:

"Xiao Ru, I feel so uncomfortable, I feel like I'm about to explode. I want... to make you my real wife." He paused, his voice filled with an imperceptible tremor and desire.

Chen Xiaoru's heart was beating fast, and her face still had the blush from earlier. She lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, and her voice was as soft as a mosquito:

"But my husband, you bought me. Maybe one day you'll meet someone better and won't want me anymore."

There was a hint of inferiority and uneasiness in her voice, as well as a hint of grievance that she herself was not even aware of.

Song Zhe's heart ached suddenly. He held her face and forced her to look at him. In his deep eyes, there was a blazing fire, as if to devour her:

"Xiao Ru, look at me!" His voice was low and firm. "I won't abandon you. I burned your indenture contract long ago and turned it to ashes! In this life, I, Song Zhe, only want you, Chen Xiao Ru!"

"Husband..." Chen Xiaoru's tears burst out, she hugged his waist tightly, choking and unable to speak.

Song Zhe felt his chest warm up, and a warm current flowed into his heart. He lowered his head and gently stroked Chen Xiaoru's soft black hair. His fingertips felt a soothing touch, and he called out gently:

"fool."

The voice was low and magnetic, with a hint of imperceptible doting.

"You're the fool!"

Chen Xiaoru raised her head from his arms and glared at him coquettishly, with tears still in the corners of her eyes, like a wronged kitten.

"Okay, okay, I'm stupid, I'm the stupidest fool in the world"

Song Zhe echoed her words, his tone full of self-mockery. Chen Xiaoru was amused by him.

"Hmph, you're smart," Chen Xiaoru said proudly.