"Nonsense!"
Ye Nuanxi didn't even think before she retorted and bit his shoulder, "With a husband as handsome as mine who is still striving, if he died, female ghosts would snatch him up as their husband in no time. I don't want that!"
"If we die, we die together, and even in death Huo Beichen, you are still my husband!"
After those words, the woman's slender hands crawled to her delicate waist, and then she lifted herself to kiss his jaw forcefully, "I fought so desperately to save you back then, not for you to die on my watch today!"
Huo Beichen: "..."
"Don't worry, I won't die on you!"
Hearing this, Huo Beichen spoke very decisively without a second thought, "If I have to die, I'd rather die inside you, under the Peony Flower, even as a ghost I'd be romantic!"
Ye Nuanxi: "..."
"Huo Beichen, have you no shame?"
At such a time, he still had the mood to joke around, "Really is..."
"Really a dead man!"
