Wen Shan smiled awkwardly when she sensed the jealousy in Nalan Chunbo's words. Why couldn't he just get over the 'marry-a-dean' thing?
"Isn't it normal to want to impress your superiors? It doesn't necessarily mean that I am still determined to marry a dean," Wen Shan protested, remembering how she used to say it all the time.
"Ohh, so you are not determined to marry a dean anymore?" Nalan Chunbo asked, his mood improving slightly.
"But you are not a dean," Wen Shan couldn't help but mumble.
Nalan Chunbo managed to hear what she said and narrowed his eyes. After all, no man liked being underestimated by the woman they liked.
So in response, Nalan Chunbo started kissing Wen Shan slowly and seductively.
The kiss was quickly escalating into something else. While Wen Shan could only lie down in bed with her sprained back, she quickly realized that getting intimate didn't necessarily mean hitting a home run.
