Chapter 17 Husband Ghost Relic Request
The living room already had two people sitting there.
The boy in the sportswear kept staring at me with a resentful and sticky gaze.
I felt a bit scared.
I took two steps back and bumped into a scorching chest.
The black-skinned Husband wrapped his arm around me. "Why aren't you moving?"
The boy in the sportswear stared hard at the hand around my waist.
It seemed like he wanted to bore a hole through it.
The black-skinned Husband hugged me even tighter. "Wife, do you have a gift for me today?"
Gift?
I looked at him in confusion.
The black-skinned Husband eyes sparkled with anticipation. "Like a big iron hammer, big iron pliers... anything big is fine. I don't mind as long as it's an S-level Ghost Relic."
I did not quite understand.
I shook my head.
A trace of disappointment flashed in the black-skinned Husband eyes.
But he quickly perked up again, lowered his head, and kissed the corner of my lips. "It's okay if you don't have one. Wife has already been very good to me."
I pushed him away.
There were other people around.
The gold-rimmed-glasses man's calm eyes gained a hint of surprise. "How come you also..."
The lean boy had already grabbed the Husband collar.
He punched him right in the face.
I screamed.