Is Your Head Just for Looking Taller?

"Then, Mrs. Huo will have to be disappointed for a long time," Huo Qing'ang's voice was lazy and low, tinged with a hint of mockery and nonchalance. "After experiencing disappointment so many times, you'll get used to it."

Did Gu Pianpian want to see his bare body? It wasn't that she was dreaming; it was just that unless he died...

Upon hearing his words, Gu Pianpian quickly glanced at Huo Qing'ang's clear face, and with a slight smile, she retorted in a mocking tone, "Don't worry, Mr. Huo. In this world, there is more than just one man with abs."

So, her implication was that if she couldn't have his abs, there were plenty of other options out there?

Huo Qing'ang's cold expression deepened. "Gu Pianpian, if you dare to look at other men's bodies before we divorce..."

"What will Mr. Huo do to me?" Gu Pianpian nodded and raised an eyebrow, teasing him. "Will you dig out my eyes and feed them to the dogs?"