Before Xia Wanyuan could finish speaking, her face was already red. She coughed lightly and forced herself to be calm as she faced Jun Shiling's surprised gaze. "What's wrong? Am I wrong? The wedding process is like this…"
Under Jun Shiling's gaze, Xia Wanyuan's voice became softer and softer. In the end, she shook off Jun Shiling's hand that was holding hers in embarrassment and anger. "Why aren't you saying anything? Why are you looking at me?"
Jun Shiling suddenly smiled.
Like a clear breeze and the moon in his arms, streams of light fell.
"Are you stupid?" Jun Shiling patted Xia Wanyuan's head.
Jun Shiling's smile was very gentle, instantly melting the nervousness in Xia Wanyuan's heart. "What about me?"
Jun Shiling held Xia Wanyuan's hand again, lowered his head, and whispered into her ear, "Did you prepare a bed for me?"
Xia Wanyuan was suddenly nervous, but she still nodded. "Mm."
