Leng Youchen also paused, surprised at his own laughter. How long had it been since he laughed so heartily? He looked down at the woman in his arms, his thin lips curving into a mischievous smirk, "Do you like seeing me laugh?"
"Mhm," Wei Anning nodded eagerly.
"For every laugh, a kiss. I'll laugh for you every day."
Wei Anning rolled her eyes with no regard for elegance, "You're not a clown."
"I wouldn't mind performing just for you."
Wei Anning felt goosebumps all over from his gaze. She had a deep understanding of the saying 'the favors of a handsome man are hard to bear'. She shook her head like a rattle drum, "I can't afford it."
"If the wife can't afford it, who else can?" Leng Youchen wore a half-smile as he looked her up and down. Sometimes he found it incredible; though he hated and distrusted her in his heart, he was constantly attracted to her.
