Prodigiously Amazing Weaponsmith

With a "squeak", the door was pushed open.

Huang Yueli suddenly came back to her senses, and when she looked up, she saw Li Moying walking in from the outside.

The tall and handsome figure is still charming, but... the face...

Huang Yueli stood up all of a sudden, ran to him, and said in surprise, "Mo Ying, you... what's wrong with you? Are you actually injured?"

She carefully touched the bruise on Li Moying's chin, with a distressed expression on her face.

Actually, to Li Moying, this little flesh wound was nothing at all, and it basically doesn't hurt now, but seeing Huang Yueli's nervous look, he immediately reacted and made a grimace. Grin expression.

"Oh, oh, Xiao Li'er, be gentle... Your senior brother hit me too hard, and even hit me in the face!"

Huang Yueli frowned, "Senior brother, how could he do this! Seeing that you are the groom's official today, if you don't want to fight back, you will deliberately bully you!"

She complained dissatisfied, and quickly took out a bottle of plaster for trauma from the interspatial ring, and carefully applied it on the bruises on Li Moying's face.

Li Moying enjoys the careful care of his little wife with peace of mind, and from time to time deliberately groans to win Xiao Li'er's sympathy.

He wouldn't tell Huang Yueli that Liu Buyan's injuries were much worse than his, so why wouldn't the bridegroom fight back? Could he, Li Moying, be such a pedantic person?

Huang Yueli applied the ointment carefully, then breathed a sigh of relief, and put away the medicine bottle.

"You've been 'exercising' outside for so long just now, do you want to drink water, I'll pour it for you... ah!"

She was halfway through speaking when someone grabbed her wrist and pulled her forward.

Huang Yueli's body suddenly lost her balance, she fell forward and landed in Li Moying's arms.

Li Moying lowered her head, her handsome face slowly moved closer to that white and tender little face, and she saw with satisfaction that a blush appeared on Huang Yueli's face again.

"Little Li'er, I'm a little thirsty, but I don't want to drink water, it seems that we haven't had a cup of wine yet!"

Huang Yueli was startled, "Ah, that's right! I'll pour you some wine!"

As she spoke, she pushed Li Moying, wanting to get up.

However, Li Moyinghuan's arm around her waist did not relax, but held her slender waist and adjusted their posture so that Huang Yueli could sit comfortably on his lap.

"My lady, you don't need to be too polite, let your husband do the work for you!"

Li Moying clasped Huang Yueli's waist with one hand, lifted the wine jug that had been kept warm on the table with the other hand, and poured wine into two small wine glasses.

The clear wine was filled as soon as it was filled, and a mellow wine fragrance instantly diffused throughout the room.

The origin of this wine is extraordinary, it is Bai Liufeng's daughter Hong who was buried underground when Huang Yueli was born in this life.

When sending people to Nanyue Kingdom to pick them up last month, Bai Liufeng had someone dug them out from the ground of the Marquis of Wuwei.

Li Moying handed one of the wine glasses to Huang Yueli, raised the other by herself, and said with a low laugh, "My lady, I respect you!"

"Respect... respect you!" Huang Yueli handed the cup forward, and Li Moying's was touched.

Then, she wanted to take the cup back.

Unexpectedly, Li Moying grabbed her wrist to prevent her from retreating, and Junlian approached her again.

"Xiao Li'er, you seem to have forgotten something?"

"Ah? What did you say?" Huang Yueli's eyes widened, and she looked at the man in front of her in puzzlement.