In Gu Nanzhou's eyes, this young girl had an unfailing tactic: whenever things didn't go her way, she'd act coquettishly.
She stretched out her hand to encircle the man's lean waist and lifted her face, hoping to change the subject and casually gloss over the matter.
No sooner had Su Wan softly called out "Husband" than her face was pinched by the man's fingertips.
Gu Nanzhou pinched Su Wan's cheek, glanced at her sideways, and spoke in a faint voice, "Coquettishness won't work either."
Feeling the soft and delicate touch between his fingers, Gu Nanzhou's mind paused for a moment, and he couldn't resist pinching her again gently.
The young girl's face was pinched out of shape, unable to utter a syllable; she could only look up at him with wide eyes, silently protesting.
Gu Nanzhou's hand moved to her waist, supporting her as he drew her towards himself, he simply picked her up; Su Wan, feeling unstable, subconsciously wrapped her arms around her husband's shoulders.
