"Then how long do you expect me to talk to him?"
She walked over, her slender hand slipping into his arm, holding him tight.
Cocking her head, she gave a playful smile, "You expect your wife to chat endlessly with her ex-boyfriend?"
"As long as you've finished talking." He didn't ask about their conversation, he had absolute trust in her. Releasing his arm, he slid his hand down hers and then held her palm in his, "Shall we continue our walk?"
"I'm still full, so of course, we should continue our walk."
Thus, hand in hand with him, she walked on.
However, he didn't take a step. Looking diagonally across from the pavilion, he saw Chu Nantian still standing there, seemingly lost and disoriented.
Then, pulling her hand back, he bent down and surprised her with a sudden kiss.
Qiao Xiaon'an was caught off guard.
He just kissed her without continuing.
It wasn't like the endless passionate kisses they usually shared. Rather, it was more of a brief touch than a linger.
