Xi Muchen, seeing that Xia Wanwan had not continued to ask, thought she was upset. He hugged her and coaxed, "In the future, I really will tell you."
"I know." She believed him, but what was with his nervous appearance? Xia Wanwan said somewhat amusedly, "What's wrong with you? You think I'm angry?"
"Asking that means you're not angry." Xi Muchen kissed her cheek and said, "My wife is really great."
No sooner had he spoken than he captured her lips. This girl was too sweet, truly irresistible.
The man's kisses were fervent and domineering, leaving Xia Wanwan feeling almost breathless.
"Wife..." His voice was hoarse as he kissed her, and from experience, Xia Wanwan knew this man was about to get handsy with her.
Xia Wanwan pushed against his torso, hoping to run away before he could 'start his mischief'.
Xi Muchen, somewhat caught between laughter and helplessness by her actions, hugged the little escapee in his arms even tighter.
"Why are you always trying to run off?"
