Mu Xiaowan grew even more bashful. She wanted to push Chen Cheng away but couldn't bear to. She quickly raised her lovely face, propped her hand against Chen Cheng's chin, and chided, "Brother Cheng, what if someone sees us?"
Chen Cheng rubbed his chin against her soft, delicate hand and gently sniffed the faint fragrance wafting from her. He laughed, saying, "There's no one else here. It's just the two of us, husband and wife."
"You can't be so sure. The windows in this cottage are huge." Mu Xiaowan's eyes danced as she gently broke free from Chen Cheng's embrace.
Seeing Chen Cheng's disappointed expression, she suddenly leaned in again and gave him a quick peck on the lips. Then, quick as a flash, she darted over to the window, turning sideways to pretend she was admiring the beautiful scenery of Jishui Lake.
