"When did I ever become your woman?" Changqing retorted with pouty lips.
"Your name's recorded on my household register, and as such, I deem you my woman." Song Chuyi squinted his eyes and said with his head lowered to stare at Changqing, "Do I really have to bed you in order to consider you my woman?"
Changqing bit her lip. Her face turned red and she was angry with him. "You failed to keep your promise. Before we registered ourselves for the marriage certificate, we had a clear agreement that you weren't allowed to kiss me!"
"Exactly! I didn't kiss you. It was a smooch just now." Song Chuyi beat around the bush by using her words against her.
Changqing was stunned. "There isn't any difference between smooching and kissing. You're simply quibbling about this!"
"A kiss is just a light peck on the lips whereas a smooch can go on for a very long time," Song Chuyi said as he raised his eyebrows.
