Lu Hualiang stared deeply at her back, saying nothing.

By the time he finished his dinner and handled his business and returned to the room, Xia Weibao had already retired for the night.

He glanced at the woman on the bed who was turned away from him, his eyes growing darker.

He took his clothes to shower, intentionally making a big noise, yet the woman on the bed remained motionless.

He knew she wasn’t asleep, she just didn’t want to engage with him.

Lu Hualiang angrily walked into the bathroom and quickly took a combat shower and came out.

He lay down on the other side and reached for Xia Weibao’s slender waist.

Xia Weibao opened her tightly closed eyes briefly, before shutting them again.

Her mind was a mess right now, filled with Long Xuanye’s words.

Who exactly was that man?

He knew martial arts, and knew she wasn’t the original owner of this body, seemingly familiar with her past.

Yet she knew nothing about him.

Such a man was like a ticking time bomb, too terrifying.

She had an intuition that Long Xuanye was also from the ancient times.

From last time when she fought with Nan Yi and Long Xuanye intervened, it was clear that the man should possess Inner Strength or something similar.

Though she didn’t understand why she would still have Inner Strength after changing bodies, it was certain that those with Inner Strength must carry past life memories!

If Long Xuanye was also from the past, then who is he?

In her memories, there was no such person.

The more she thought, the more chaotic and fearful she became.

Suddenly feeling a tightness in her waist, Xia Weibao lowered her head, only to see a certain man’s hand had already reached inside her clothes, gently kneading at her lower abdomen.

Xia Weibao, "..."

Her body tensed slightly, feeling somewhat afraid.

She grabbed Lu Hualiang’s wrist, pushing him away.

"Stop it, I’m not in the mood."

"You have the mood to be affectionate with another man, but no mood for me?"

Xia Weibao rolled her eyes impatiently several times, turning to face him.

She stretched out her slender finger to poke his chest, "Jealous man, always eating unnecessary vinegar, aren’t you tired?"

Lu Hualiang suddenly flipped over, pinning her beneath him.

His eyes were filled with tumultuous, repressed emotion.

His large hand grabbed her clothing, pulling forcefully, a ripping sound followed.

Her chest felt cold, scaring Xia Weibao to quickly cover herself with her hands, her face suddenly changed, "What are you doing!"

"Where did he touch you, here, or here, hmm?"

Xia Weibao dodged, her face flushed red, "No, no, I told you he didn’t, I didn’t pay attention then, I didn’t even realize he had embraced me.

It’s my fault for not being cautious, I apologize, can we move on, OK?!"

Lu Hualiang’s gaze was terrifyingly deep, as if it could swallow a person’s soul.

"If a woman threw herself into my arms, what would you think."

Xia Weibao imagined the scene, feeling her breath get stuck.

"I’m sorry, I really don’t know why he appeared there and said those inexplicable things."

Suddenly thinking of something, Xia Weibao’s expression became serious, "Long Xuanye is extremely cunning, he must have seen you, so he intentionally did that to make you misunderstand.

Hubby, let’s not fight, okay? Otherwise, we’ll fall right into his trap of sowing discord."

Lu Hualiang’s face was as dark as water; he knew Long Xuanye did it intentionally.

Precisely hitting a sore spot!

The image of Long Xuanye holding Xia Weibao made him want to kill!

And indeed, he had done so in reality.

"Then what do you want me to do, we’ve already embraced, at the time I was lost, really wasn’t on purpose."