This was no ordinary bow and arrow. Small gunpowder tubes had been tied to the arrows, turning them into rockets that would explode upon being fired.
Dappled sunlight filtered through the leaves and fell across her delicate face, making her look exceptionally beautiful.
A strange light flickered in Qi Jinghe's eyes—part admiration, part pride. In the end, it all melted into deep affection.
He curved his lips slightly and rubbed her little head. "Mm. My Husband Master is especially clever and amazing. She's the most formidable and unique person I've ever met."
"Then did you feel your heart flutter?"
Su Qiao raised her brows and poked a finger at his chest.
"Is it pounding here, going thump-thump-thump, making you want to do something?"
Over the past few days, Qi Jinghe had grown used to her boldness, bluntness, and shamelessness.
He caught her hand and placed it directly against his firm, muscular chest, grinning wickedly. "Feel it."
"Is it beating fast enough?"
"As for wanting to do something..."
Qi Jinghe suddenly lowered his head and leaned in, biting her hard on the lips. Then he laughed even more wantonly.
"Heh heh. I'll give you the rest when we get back. Staying here would be unfair to my Husband Master."
Su Qiao stared blankly. "..."
Wasn't he being a little too uninhibited?
Was this really the man who appeared calm on the surface but blushed at the slightest thing, occasionally acting bewitchingly seductive while actually being nothing more than a paper tiger?
He had suddenly become so passionate that it frightened her.
Really.
Qi Jinghe burst out laughing at her dazed expression.
He pulled her into his arms and leaned close to her ear, his voice lazy and alluring, as though it carried a hook.
"If my Husband Master really can't wait,