Jiang Ruan turned her head to look at him, eventually unable to resist asking.
"Have you watched porn about this kind of thing before?"
How could this man seem like someone who hadn't experienced such affairs before?
He was always ready with one tactic after the other, impressively adept, his demeanor that of a seasoned romantic. She couldn't help but wonder if she truly knew her man as deeply as she thought she did.
Fu Chi's eyes twinkled with a tinge of a playful smile, and the edge of his thin lips curled up into an enchantingly stunning smile.
He raised his hand, gently pinching her chin, and softly chuckled.
"I can't help myself when it comes to you."
Upon seeing her, he always found himself unable to control his feelings, desiring nothing more than to always hold her in his arms, and keep her forever in his heart.
In the face of the one you love, there are no awkward moments.
It's just a matter of whether there is enough love or not.
