Xiao Lijin took her shyness as just that, "What's the matter, a little exercise between husband and wife is a problem?"
"Can you not talk nonsense, Bingying is still here!"
Between the two of them, back and forth, to outsiders, it looked like they were flirting with each other.
Bai Bingying's cheeks were deathly pale.
"It's okay, we're all family here, she won't laugh at us!"
But all he did was deepen her hatred.
Qingzhu didn't care anymore, from the moment they wanted to snatch her inheritance, this close blood relation was destined to become irreparable. What would a little more matter?
After dinner, the two went back to their room together.
When it seemed appropriate, she twisted her body to signal him to remove his arm. Seeing no response, she said, displeased, "Our act should be over by now, right?"
But he hugged her even tighter, "Who said we were acting?"
