"If you weren't angry at me, why did you bite my lips?"
"Biting you is a love language," Jinqian answered without much hesitation.
Zhan Lichuan continued pretending he was hurt and said, "Well…you can bite me, but you have to clean it for me."
Jinqian smiled. Then, she bent over and wanted to grab a piece of tissue paper.
But, Zhan Lichuan stopped her.
"Your mouth was the one who caused this mess, so you have to clean it up with your mouth."
Seeing how Zhan Lichuan was so demanding, Jinqian smiled.
Fine. This man was her husband after all. What else could she do?
She could only give him what he wanted.
Both of them have completely forgotten Di Jingkun who was left on the ground. They were kissing each other.
They continued until Zhan Yi said, "Young Masters."
When Jinqian heard that, she jumped from her seat like a thief who was caught in the act and left Zhan Lichuan's lap.
