The great momentum of heaven and earth stirs, a true era of heroes, and her husband is the last fortress of that time...
"Since my wife says I'm romantic, then tonight, I must live up to such a name!" Lin Xiaosu raised his hand, downed a cup of wine, and in the next moment, embraced Saintess Qian Ling, turning the atmosphere from lecturing on world affairs and composing stirring words.
"Ah, you wicked husband, you should eat some food. I washed the dishes just for you..."
"What need is there for a dish from washed hands? What I care about is being served with a veil draped..."
During this romantic interlude, Saintess Qian Ling was extraordinarily happy in demeanor...
Her happiness was not just from the physical impact; she was delighted that her dashing, carefree husband seemed to have walked out from under a heavy mountain...
