"Yes." Yun Jianchen nodded and looked at Song Huanyan, saying, "Since childhood, our teachers have taught us to repay kindness. Now that you have saved me... I naturally want to repay you. I have nothing else to offer, so my only choice is to dedicate myself to you." With a quick move, he pinned Song Huanyan underneath him.
"Can I... can I refuse?" Song Huanyan asked with flushed cheeks, her hands bracing against Yun Jianchen's chest, holding back, not letting his body press down.
"Dear, why would you want to refuse?" Yun Jianchen asked. "Is it... that you are unsatisfied with my body? Or is it my technique that displeases you?"
"...No," Song Huanyan gritted her teeth and said.
"If my wife is satisfied with both my body and technique, then why not let me repay you with myself?" Yun Jianchen asked, puzzled.
