My Weak Wife Is a Real Goddess

His Trap

Lucille blinked and stuffed the red cloth back into Joseph's

hands without hesitation. "Then I won't look at it."

She couldn't fall into his trap because of her curiosity.

Joseph chuckled and muttered, "Let's go."

The two of them walked back along the path they came from.

The moonlight was paper thin, casting its glow over the small village.

Lucille mindlessly enjoyed the scenery around her. Suddenly, she saw Joseph pointing somewhere. The man's deep and pleasant voice was full of ridicule as he asked her, "Don't you think that looks like you, Bobo?" "What?"

Lucille looked in the direction Joseph was gesturing toward and saw two beautiful and cute white geese standing in the

corner.

The two big, white geese were practically moving in tandem. Their feathers were white and spotless. Their slender necks were slightly bent. As she and Joseph stared at them, the two big white geese suddenly lowered their necks and began. charging toward them clumsily and violently.

Lucille knew that something was wrong. She tugged at Joseph and began running.

The two white geese were chasing after them.

far away, the two geese stopped chasing them. They stood in the middle of the road with

long

an eyebrow and curiously questioned, "What's wrong? Do

hurts. When I was a child, I was chased by one for almost 200

talking.

too far tonight.

that.

too much, it was hard to guarantee that it would not make

almost

the subject. "It's getting late. We should

into Madam Grant's courtyard

and walked back to her bedroom, only to

someone.

my room, Mr. Joseph. Your room is

the big bed, were

where he was. He propped his head up with one hand and held a

it could

"I like this bed."

you." Lucille was telling the truth. The shabby room and narrow bed were

the noble

saw that Lucille remained frozen in place, he raised an eyebrow and said with a faint smile, "You can squeeze in if you want,

was a silent

rolled her eyes and walked to the side to pack up her things. She hadn't