Chapter 363: Minor Wounds, Major Baths

Lin Fei and Mu Shanshan were in the Purple Garden Pavilion, the second floor study.

"Mu Shanshan, are you born in the year of the dog?!"

Seeing how his CEO wife, Mu Shanshan, was acting, Lin Fei couldn't understand her thoughts; she just stubbornly clung to him, clearly intent on biting a chunk of flesh from his arm. Initially, Lin Fei didn't take her fierce biting seriously, but he was starting to feel angry.

The pain was secondary, he had spent years on foreign mercenary battlefields. Even if Mu Shanshan actually bit a chunk of flesh from his arm, it wouldn't be a severe injury for Lin Fei.

However, having his own wife bite a chunk of flesh from his arm wasn't something easily shrugged off. If it happened to Lin Fei, he feared he wouldn't be able to show his arm in public afterwards.

Although most of the Hell's Judgment Organization were abroad, even the only one who returned, the Butcher, was off wandering somewhere, likely not available to laugh at him.