Su Qianxun berated, "Why not? I never said that you can't marry another woman."
"You just said a while ago that you're no longer an eighteen-year-old but you are being childish again." While he had already matured from his reckless past self, she clearly did not as she was acting no different from a lost and innocent teenager. In response to that, he couldn't help but sigh. "I must be getting old."
The latter part of the sentence got Su Qianxun laughing.
Su Qianxun lay down and looked at him. "You finally admitted that you are getting old, soon-to-be forty-year-old mister."
In the next second, Lu Yanzhi sat up and pinned the woman down below him. Under the dark ambiance of the bedroom, he kissed her passionately.
