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Su Qingyue's face turned red. She did not open her eyes nor speak as she put on her bamboo hat. "Let's go, Husband?"

Jun Mo Li pursed his lips, obviously not willing to do so, but thinking of Su Qingyue's ice deer antlers, he obediently followed Su Qingyue and left.

His big hand gently grabbed onto Su Qingyue's clothes, just like a good child who was following her teacher