Zhao Changhe had to admit he was a simple man... In various Buddhist philosophies, the beautiful experiences of divine soul fusion tried many times, felt just like that, nothing could compare to holding a fragrant, soft body, even if doing nothing, the sensation was entirely different.
Seeing her lover adore her body, Piaomiao was naturally delighted in her heart, feeling her hard work had not been in vain. But on the surface, she must not show it: "What, do you still want to try and taste while it's fresh out of the oven?"
Zhao Changhe justified himself: "Where would you get that idea? Am I that kind of person? I just want to see if this newly made body has any defects."
"I think you are!" Piaomiao pinched his waist: "Look where your hand is touching! Does checking for defects require random touching? So your previous behavior was all an act, and lust is indeed your true nature, right?"
Zhao Changhe chuckled: "Isn't lusting after your own wife a good thing?"
