"Ouch...stop pulling...it's going to break..."

Zhang Shaozhong was on the verge of tears, feeling as if he was about to be torn to pieces!

"Let go!"

"You loosen your grip first!"

He is my husband!

"He's my husband too!"

Two stunningly beautiful women, one alluring like fire and the other aloof like ice, were now arguing like shrewish women from the marketplace over the "ownership" of a man, both using the incredibly damaging term "husband"!

Zhang Shao listened to the argument around him, with people saying "my husband" and "he is my husband," and looked at the two stunningly beautiful faces so close to him. His feelings were extremely complicated.

"Stop! Stop! Stop!" He could no longer hold back, and suddenly sat up, letting out a devastating roar!

The massive movement finally separated the two entangled individuals temporarily.

Zhang Shaozhong was panting heavily. He looked at Ye Meier on his left, whose clothes were a little disheveled and who was panting but still staring at him intently, and then at Ling Qingxue on his right, who was still aloof but whose cheeks were flushed and whose arms were still wrapped around him. He felt like he was going crazy!

"What...what exactly do you want?!"

He grabbed his hair, his face contorted in pain!

Seeing his near-collapse, Ye Meier and Ling Qingxue both fell silent for a moment.

Ye Meier first pouted, her tone softening slightly, but still tinged with displeasure: "Who told you to be so likable..."

Ling Qingxue slowly withdrew her hand, lay back down, pulled the blanket over herself, revealing only her cool profile, and muttered, "Go to sleep."

Looking at the two who had suddenly "ceased hostilities," Zhang Shaozhong was furious but had nowhere to vent his anger, so he could only lie back down heavily and cover his head with the blanket.

Silence fell over the room once again.

Zhang Shaozhong lay under the covers, his heart still pounding wildly.

The fairy's words, "He is also my husband," echoed in his mind like a demonic chant.