She froze, suddenly standing up.
He lost his balance, and his whole body fell to the side, making his head dizzy.
He couldn't tell if it was the fall that made his head dizzy, or...
Although he had only grazed his wife's lips just now, her lips were so soft, smooth, and tender that their touch was indescribably good, making him itch with desire.
Just thinking about the feeling from earlier, his whole being felt giddy.
"Ouch..." he cried out on purpose, "Wife, help me get up..."
Su Qingyue moved her stool aside and continued washing expressionlessly.
Xiao Yuchuan saw her stern face, knew she was unhappy, and struggled to sit back down on the stool. Trying to please her, he said, "Wife, you can't be so petty that you're angry over such a little kiss, right?"
"Is that what you call a kiss?" she snorted, "That was just accidental skin contact."
