He had a severe case of mysophobia, only wanting women who were immaculately clean, and even when he was with those women, he would always take preventive measures, never getting "intimately close" to them.
Jian Shichu felt there was something amiss about his wife discussing "venereal diseases" with another man.
But seeing Wen Liujing's expression as if he had swallowed a fly, he found himself feeling relieved.
Yet he felt it wasn't enough, so he stoked the fire further, wrapping his arm around Ye Qingci's, tilting his body slightly, and planting a kiss on her forehead, "Wife, I think your forehead feels a bit warm again; you've just recovered a bit, and it's not suitable for you to be out for too long. We should head back."
From the corner of his eye, he was very satisfied to see Wen Liujing's face change color at the sight of him kissing Ye Qingci.
The sorrow, stinging pain, and agony in his eyes were so apparent.
Seeing him in distress brought Jian Shichu immense pleasure.
