Fluttering Snow Residence, under the swing in the small courtyard.
Wei Shumin lowered her eyes shyly, her cheeks flushing, nervously rubbing her hands together, not daring to make eye contact with Lin Jinhao.
Lin Jinhao leaned in closer to get a better look at her, the more he saw her shy appearance, the more he liked it.
"Stay away, people might see."
With a thin face, Wei Shumin glared at him in a coquettish manner.
"I am looking at my own wife. What's wrong with that?"
Lin Jinhao didn't care, thickening his skin to lean even closer and stick even tighter to her: "Let them watch if they want, they can die of envy."
"Get lost."
With an embarrassed red ear, Wei Shumin struck him hard a few times and cried out, "Shameless, who is your wife?"
Lin Jinhao, with his tall and strong figure, felt Wei Shumin's small hands hitting his body as if they were tickling, causing him no pain, even comfortable.
