Su Li had already changed into a dress. Even though her arms were covered, she felt as if Feng Huaijin could see right through her.
"I... I called out randomly." Su Li turned her head away, feeling a bit embarrassed. Newest update provıded by novelFirｅ.net
Every time she thought about how this man would be the father of her adorable little Tuanzi in the future, Su Li felt weird, something was stirring inside her...
Feng Huaijin took a step, staring at her pretty face.
For a moment, he was stunned for a few seconds.
Su Li quickly asked, "What... what are you doing?"
Feng Huaijin withdrew his gaze, his tone filled with a commanding air, "Smile at me."
Wasn’t this little girl just now changing her expression as soon as she saw him and turning away?
He insisted that she smile at him.
Smile... smile at him?
What kind of bizarre request is this?
Seeing the Great Demon King raise his eyebrows, Su Li instantly cowered. She forced a dry smile.
When she smiled, it was like a blooming rose.
Feng Huaijin’s eyes suddenly darkened.
She was just buying a dress; why did she have to run into the Great Demon King?
"Feng... Seventh Master Feng, next time I see you, I’ll definitely bow and greet you." Su Li blinked her glistening eyes, giving an ingratiating smile.
Feng Huaijin watched Su Li almost bouncing on her feet, wanting to scold him but daring not to.
That look of being angry but not daring to speak up... instantly dispelled the gloominess in his heart.
Feng Huaijin stepped back, his gaze surveyed Su Li, her hair falling on her shoulders.
Sweet yet with a hint of coy charm.
Feng Huaijin glanced sideways, his tone carrying a bit of contempt, "Not good-looking, change it."
Su Li was confident about her own taste, she said, "This is the best-looking one here, I think it’s fine."
"You’re not changing?" The man narrowed his eyes slightly, asking.
Su Li was even more puzzled. What she wore, he also wanted to dictate? How was that his right?
Could Feng Huaijin be crazy? Trying to meddle in everything, even things unrelated to him.
"Because you call me husband, alright? Wife."
Su Li was shocked, covering her red lips. How... how did he know what she was thinking?
Years of navigating Yanjing’s elite circles had allowed him to instantly see through her thoughts.
Feng Huaijin reached out to pinch Su Li’s fair chin playfully, "Wife, you’re really not changing?"
Su Li almost cried without tears, why was he so stubbornly insisting she change this dress?
"Because I don’t dress, is that okay?"
What does his dislike have to do with her? She bought the dress, she liked it, wasn’t that enough? He was overstepping!
Feng Huaijin’s voice lingered, "Are you sure?"