Zheng Shaosu stood up. The place Wu Qianqing went to happened to be his bedroom.
Seeing everything inside, she couldn't help but blush slightly. She turned around to look at Zheng Shaosu.
"You've never mentioned the engagement to me."
Zheng Shaosu looked at her and suddenly walked a few steps closer, causing Wu Qianqing to step back a bit. Her long, straight legs bumped into the edge of the bed. Zheng Shaosu's hands rested behind her.
This almost made Wu Qianqing fall. She immediately hooked her hands around Zheng Shaosu's neck.
They were both adults, and Zheng Shaosu was very charming. After what happened last night,
the atmosphere was somewhat indescribable.
Zheng Shaosu's hand fell on her waist, deliberately not moving back.
"Really?" He always thought it was too late.
He wished he could have married her back then.
Then it wouldn't be like it is now.
"Isn't it too early?" Wu Qianqing was shocked. "We didn't have a relationship before."
