Watching Jiang Liu, whose natural presence grew increasingly imposing as he matured, Gongsun Haoyue's gaze grew gentler and gentler.
"What is it? Is there something wrong with me?" Jiang Liu felt utterly baffled by the way Gongsun Haoyue was looking at him.
Gongsun Haoyue's face flushed. She rolled her eyes at Jiang Liu, turned her head away, and stopped looking at him. Yet her heart was beating faster and faster, and the color in her face deepened by the moment. No one knew what she had thought of.
Ever since marrying Jiang Liu, she felt that she had grown fonder and fonder of this man, becoming more and more hopelessly mired in her feelings for him.
Before they married, this was something she had never once imagined.
Before their marriage, all she had hoped for was to maintain the appearance of being husband and wife with Jiang Liu.
Yet their life now was rich and colorful, and the harmony between them was incomparable.
It was far more fulfilling than when she had cultivated alone.
Moreover, her progress in cultivating the Star Cloud Saint Art had not fallen behind. If anything, it seemed even faster.
Now she was incredibly glad that, when she had first proposed a marriage alliance, Jiang Liu had refused her suggestion. That was why she had eventually married him.
She now felt that, as long as she remained by Jiang Liu's side, she would dare to fight even the Saint Realm, swearing to live and die alongside him.
"All right, let's pack up and prepare to head for the desert." Jiang Liu took Gongsun Haoyue's little hand.
Gongsun Haoyue had become increasingly womanly in front of Jiang Liu, though she herself remained unaware of it.
Gongsun Haoyue nodded and began packing some daily necessities, placing them on