Yu Jingrong still had her eyes closed, "It's my body talking, as for my spirit, it's already asleep."
She opened her eyes, made a fist and struck Li Chengyun's handsome face, only to be surprised to find that he didn't dodge, solidly taking her hit.
He merely hugged her tightly, bringing his face close to hers, "You're trying to commit murder, wife!"
"Why didn't you dodge?" Yu Jingrong's voice roared in exasperation, "Besides, you're not my husband yet."
"Then what am I?" said Li Chengyun, almost like a punishment, biting the corner of his own lip.
Yu Jingrong chuckled, then purposefully retorted in the worst way, "Adulterer."
His handsome face, right next to hers, suddenly broke into a broad smile. Li Chengyun lowered his head slightly, his lips accurately covering hers, delicately sucking her lips, with teasing charm, like he was savoring the most delicious candy. His moves were extremely gentle, extremely seductive.
