"You can kiss me, but only after I've settled the score with you."
Seeing Lu Yuan's eager expression, Qian Renxue spoke with a smile.
"Settle the score?" Lu Yuan's mouth twitched. "Xue Er, are you serious?"
He had thought Qian Renxue was joking.
"Of course I am. Did you think I was merely talking?" Qian Renxue paused, then threw a punch at Lu Yuan.
"Damn, can you not hit my face?" Lu Yuan caught Qian Renxue's fist, the corner of his mouth twitching slightly.
How many years had it been? Why had Qian Renxue still not changed this habit of hitting his face?
Did this woman not feel even a trace of guilt when she swung her fist at such a handsome face?
"Hmph, I'm hitting your face precisely because you use it to seduce young girls everywhere and flirt with every woman you see."
Qian Renxue gave a soft snort. She raised the Angel Sacred Sword in her left hand and was about to slash it down at Lu Yuan.
"Damn, are you trying to murder your husband?" Lu Yuan grabbed Qian Renxue's left hand again, completely restraining both her hands.
"Let go!" Lu Yuan's strength was immense, at least tens of millions of jin. Once he seized her like this, no matter how powerful Qian Renxue was, she simply could not break free.
"I won't. I refuse to let go." Lu Yuan chuckled softly, looking at Qian Renxue with a leisurely expression.
"Damn it!" Qian Renxue tugged hard at her hands, but they did not budge. With Lu Yuan holding them, it felt as if two mountains were pressing down on her, leaving her utterly unable to move.
"Hehe!" Lu Yuan grinned and bent down, pecking Qian Renxue's red lips before quickly pulling back.
"You said I couldn't