Sailor Moon

My husband and his white moonlight were both trapped on opposite sides of a stone slab, yet my husband said to save the white moonlight first.
"This structure can't actually trap her, she just usually makes a fuss out of nothing."
I, disheartened, proposed a divorce, and he started to panic.
"Zhi Yi, please, don't get divorced, okay?"
"No, I just like to make a fuss out of nothing!"

My Husband Let Me Be a Blood Bag to Save His White Moonlight!

Ye Chuan approached with a gentle smile.


I lowered my eyes, "Of course there is."


The shutter clicks were incessant, with many reporters eager to publish positive stories, and their recorders were ready.


"At that time, when Song Wanwan and I were buried underground together, why did you choose to save Song Wanwan first?"


"After saving Song Wanwan, when you accompanied her in the hospital, besides using my O-type blood to save her, did you ever have a fleeting thought about me still in the ruins?"


"When I was trapped in the bathroom, obviously the sturdiest place, why was there a risk of a secondary collapse?"


As soon as the three questions were asked, the whole room was in an uproar.


This didn't align with the main media's theme of promoting truth, goodness, and beauty, but many tabloid reporters behind me showed excitement in their eyes.


The cameras unanimously focused on Ye Chuan, still playing the role of a gentle husband.


Chapter 5