Lin Lan thumped Li Xiangyang on the back. "You big goof, someone might come by any minute."
Li Xiangyang held her tight and wouldn't let go. "I'm hugging my own wife. It's the most natural thing in the world. If anyone dares to complain, I'll tear their mouth off!"
"We still have so much to do!" Lin Lan pinched his waist, making Li Xiangyang yelp and grimace at her. "I finally get what Dongzi was talking about with his 'Nine Yin White Bone Claw'!"
Seeing his exaggerated act, Lin Lan snorted with laughter. "Stop being so dramatic! If that was really Mei Chaofeng's Nine Yin White Bone Claw, do you think you'd still be in one piece?"
Li Xiangyang looked at her in surprise. "Honey, you've read Jin Yong's novels, too?"
Lin Lan secretly stuck her tongue out and quickly spun a tale. "A sent-down youth secretly told us the stories. We all scrounged up some paper and had her write them down from memory for us to read."
