Huo Xiyao murmured, "Of course, I'm very content, countless times I've been celebrating and feeling grateful."
"But it still breaks my heart to think of you, my precious Bao'er, wishing I could turn back time to hold the tiny you, to give you a bit of warmth and safety."
How could they do that?
He would never let that scum get away with it.
Tympanic membrane perforation, either beating or scolding, living in constant fear and misery, a life worse than death… not a single thing would be overlooked!
Although Xia Chu was still smiling.
Her nose began to tingle with sourness, "Do you mean, you as you are now going back in time to hug the tiny me?"
"Then forget it, I would definitely think you were some creepy old man and be scared."
"But then again, where else could you find such a handsome 'creepy old man'... Okay, just thinking about having such an incomparably great husband now makes me feel like all that has happened in the past doesn't matter."
