"We agreed on no hooliganism, yet here goes your hand again, losing all sense of decency—what exactly are you implying?" Just as Ye Nuanxi was about to speak out, the man simply tugged gently at her nightgown, pulling down what had been pushed up and covering her waist.
This...
In the darkness, Ye Nuanxi's face involuntarily flushed with embarrassment. It turned out that she wasn't the only hooligan; Huo Beichen was a verbal hooligan, while she was a hooligan in her thoughts, interpreting anything he did in a naughty way!
"Nuannuan..."
"Hmm?"
"Once you're well, let's get married, okay?"
"Aren't we already married?"
We even got our marriage certificate, are we not married yet? "We need to get married again? Even if it's remarriage to the same person, that's still bigamy!"
"I'm talking about the wedding ceremony!"
