Suddenly, she saw the shadow on the ground. She turned around and saw Qiming standing under the tree, smoking a cigarette while looking at her.
The setting sun shone on him, shrouding his tall figure. She stretched out her hand to block him and looked at him.
"Qiming, where did you go yesterday?"
Qiming took a puff of his cigarette and replied lazily,""Could it be that you want me to take your place and consummate our marriage?"
"Pfft." She didn't expect him to say this, and she was a little confused.
After taking two puffs, he threw the cigarette butt aside and walked up to her. After sizing her up, he sneered,""Married women are always the most beautiful. Why haven't you changed at all?"
"What was that yesterday?" She asked carefully, afraid that others would hear her.
She had not let mo Yancheng know about this.
