If one were to speak of beauty that could overthrow cities, she was surely it.
Gazing at her artless, captivatingly charming face, Su Bei felt his heart tremble violently. He held her waist tightly and swallowed hard.
"Ji Baoer... what did you call me?"
Her embroidered shoes tapped lightly. Her long, jade-like legs were like strokes in a painting. How could anyone resist embracing that slender waist as it swayed in the wind?
Ji Nanjue gently pushed him away. A rosy hue suffused her delicate neck, a blush that seemed to reach her very eyes.
"It's nothing."
Su Bei quickly caught her as she tried to leave, his eyes brimming with excitement.
Caressing her cheeks with both hands, he gave those crimson lips a deep kiss.
"I heard it all!"
"Call me 'husband' again, let me hear it?"
Ji Nanjue remained silent, her face flushed.
Just at that moment, soft footsteps approached from behind Su Bei and Ji Nanjue. Timidly...
"Um..."
