Yu Chiyin was originally curious about what she was doing. After standing behind her for a while, his gaze gradually changed.
The rhythmic scratching of the pen on paper whooshed by her ears. The rasping sound, after being heard for a long time, seemed very pleasant.
Lu Fengxuan particularly loved this sound, more than any music.
Her emotions were drawn into the story under her pen, and when her excitement peaked, she unconsciously recited the female protagonist's lines.
"Hiss, it hurts… what the hell…?"
"..."
"Aren't you supposed to be the abstinent type?"
"..."
"Yan Jie, what should I do? It's too uncomfortable…"
"..."
This was a story about childhood sweethearts who, after growing up, entered an arranged marriage by their families. But after half a year of respectful indifference, the female protagonist proposed a divorce. Then, she woke up and found herself in her husband's body...
