Her form was graceful, her willowy waist like catkins.
The light gauze danced, her cloud-like sleeves flowing like water.
"Husband, husband?"
Lu Hualiang was lost in a trance when he heard Xia Weibao's call, and only then did he come back to his senses, "What?"
Xia Weibao was somewhat displeased, "What are you thinking about?"
It was rare for her to be in the mood to dance for him today, and yet there he was, distracted.
"Nothing." Lu Hualiang took a step forward and gently wrapped his arms around her waist.
Bowing his head, he pecked her on the lips, "Wife, you dance beautifully."
Xia Weibao gave him a sidelong glance, like she would believe that!
His earlier absent-minded expression clearly showed he wasn't watching!
Feeling neglected, Her Majesty the Empress suddenly got a little temperamental, huffily grabbed her clothes, and went to take a shower.
Before she left, she didn't forget to glower at him, "Don't touch me tonight!"
Lu Hualiang, "..."
