"Wife, you're embarrassed, aren't you?" Yun Jianchen said with a smile.
"Why should I be embarrassed?" Song Huanyan raised her head and puffed out her chest, looking at Yun Jianchen, "Why should I be embarrassed? What do I have to be embarrassed about?"
"Because I said I like you, so you got embarrassed," Yun Jianchen said.
"Pfft…" Song Huanyan uttered disdainfully, looking down on Yun Jianchen, "Who do you think you are? Just because you say you like me, I should feel embarrassed? Yun Jianchen, let me tell you, ever since I was little, there have been plenty of people who said they liked me. I have never been embarrassed."
"Oh?" Yun Jianchen raised an eyebrow, approached Song Huanyan, wrapped his arms around her, and pinned her down on the bed, "Tell your husband nicely… from childhood to now, how many have confessed their love to you?"
Song Huanyan blushed and squirmed, Yun Jianchen held her down tightly, their bodies pressed together. The ambiance grew suggestive.
