Thinking of her master, she couldn't help but glance at Weiming's face.

She thought of her husband, whom she had killed with her own hands on their first wedding day after Muzan turned him into a demon.

This matter is a deep-seated pain in her heart.

The painful thing is that she killed someone with her own hands. If you were to ask her about her impression of her husband...

I only met him once, and I have no impression of him at all.

If this is told to Weiming.

He could only lament how absurd reality is!

"Eh! Is Lord Weiming about to leave?"

A crisp sound came from the doorway.

It is Kanroji Mitsuri.

Unaware of the situation, she asked in confusion, "Kanroji Mitsuri? What are you here for?"

Ganlu Temple crossed her hands and twisted them together.

Mustering up my courage, I asked, "Were you the one who helped me before?"

It makes perfect sense.

It explains the story of Daki and Gyutaro.

This is nothing to talk about, and there's no need to hide it.

He simply nodded.

"Thank you so much!"

Kanroji Mitsuri happily ran to Mimei and grabbed her hand.

But the pulsating white porcelain made it impossible for Wei Ming to look away, and his heart trembled as well.

"Ah! Sorry!"

Seemingly realizing her rudeness, Kanroji Mitsuri immediately withdrew her hand and lowered her head in disappointment.

"I'm sorry, I was too strong."

She thought it was because of her strength that she was hurt or frightened, but she didn't understand.

"..."

What a girl with no money, no status, and no connections!

He couldn't bear to see a young girl heartbroken because of a misunderstanding.

He quickly explained, "I was just mesmerized by your beauty; your strength didn't hurt me."

"Eh!"

Kanroji Mitsuri looked up in disbelief.

She suspected that Wei Ming was deliberately lying to comfort her.

Wei Ming squinted his eyes with amusement and extended his right hand.

"Don't believe me? Try squeezing it hard!"

"But...but my muscle density is...eight times that of an average person, it will hurt you..."

Kanroji Mitsuri looked conflicted.

"Don't worry, I'll take responsibility if you get hurt," Wei Ming assured him.

"Okay... alright, I'll apply force little by little."

Kanroji Mitsuri carefully held Mimei's hand.

Apply force little by little.

"what!"

Wei Ming looked completely relaxed.

Gradually increase the intensity.

Still no change!

"It turned out to be true!"

Kanroji Mitsuri's mouth was wide open.

There are people stronger than me!

Take a closer look at his face.

What a beautiful face! What beautiful eyes!

A faint heart flickered in her eyes.

A shocking statement slipped out of his mouth.

"Lord Weiming! May I marry you?"

"Eh!"

The first to call out were Aoi and Nezuko.

They stared at Kanroji Mitsuri in disbelief.

Why would she suddenly want to marry someone else?

"Huh? You didn't say something wrong, did you?"

Wei Ming's eye twitched, but he still checked it again.

"Of course!"

Kanroji Miri nods her head like a chick pecking at rice.

"Because I've been very strong since I was little, I'm not ladylike at all. I also want to have a sweet romance and get married, but there are no boys stronger than me, and everyone else is afraid of my strength."

“Lord Weiming is different; you are stronger than me.”

"I swear I will find a man stronger than me, and you are the first!"

Kanroji Mitsuri's eyes sparkled, as if she were seeing her destined one.

Chapter 73 I did it in front of my sisters! (Seeking ratings, flowers, and monthly tickets!)

"..."

Wei Ming sensed that she wasn't joking.

Sigh, first Nami sold herself, and now here comes another beautiful young woman who marries herself.

How could Wei Ming possibly refuse a girl who offered herself up?

He grabbed Kanroji Mitsuri's waist.

Even if the muscle density is eight times that of the average person.

Her waist remains slender and supple, leaving a lasting impression.

Unaware of the danger, he boldly kissed those vibrant red lips.

"Well!"

Kanroji Mitsuri's cheeks flushed, but she responded with great enthusiasm.

"This this…"

Nezuko's face turned bright red.

He covered his eyes with both hands, but left a large gap to peek.

Aoi and Tamayo exchanged a glance before averting their gazes.

The two innocent married women were clearly ashamed of the scene.

A good while.

The two separated.

Kanroji Mitsuri's cheeks were flushed, and she was breathing heavily.

Her body went limp and weak in his arms.

Shirayuki moved up and down, exuding a seductive charm.

Wei Ming lifted her chin, his gaze serious.

"It's a deal, you're mine from now on."

"Yes, Lord Weiming."

Kanroji Mitsuri nestled sweetly in Mimei's arms.

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like