"Who is 'your woman'?" Song Huanyan glared at Yun Jianchen, feeling her ears inexplicably become a bit warm.
Yun Jianchen gave Song Huanyan a deep look and said in a low voice, "When we get back, I'll make sure you know who my woman is."
"..." Song Huanyan's face flushed instantly.
This asshole, always thinking about nonsense.
Song Huanyan and Yun Jianchen returned home.
As soon as they entered the room, Song Huanyan kept her distance from Yun Jianchen, crossed her arms, and watched him warily.
Was Yun Jianchen planning to do something to her?
Yun Jianchen raised an eyebrow, looking at Song Huanyan with her defensive stance: "What's with that pose?"
"What do you think?" Song Huanyan watched him warily, "I'm telling you, I'm not in the mood tonight."
Yun Jianchen looked at Song Huanyan, "So... you think I want to do something to you?"
"Isn't that the case?" Song Huanyan asked.
