Her hands had just been released, and she immediately resisted.
Xia Lu blinked her big eyes and struggled to regulate her breathing.
"Your face is red."
"It is not..." Although her cheeks were hot, she immediately denied it vehemently. It was so dark, he couldn't possibly see; he was clearly talking nonsense.
"Not red?" Zhou Mingchen reached out to brush her hair away from her face and laughed, "Then let's continue."
"Wait!" Xia Lu pushed him hard with one hand while tightly covering her mouth with the other, shaking her head vigorously.
"I don't want to..." she refused.
"How long have we been married?"
Xia Lu counted with her fingers, "A little over three months..."
She hadn't realized until she counted—it startled her to discover they had been married for over three months! Heaven knew how she had gotten through those days.
"Over three months. Adult man and woman, newlyweds, nothing has happened—do you think that's normal?"
