However, Qiao An's embrace was really a test of Xing Chen's self-control. "Qiao An, I can't sleep like this."
Qiao An asked him shyly, "Brother Xing Chen, do you want it?"
Xing Chen was stunned. Qiao An's forthrightness made him resist inexplicably. He recalled Xing Xiaoya's words. She had said that girls like Qiao An were very promiscuous. These words suited the situation at this moment.
"Qiao An." He took her restless little hand away and told her very seriously, "I don't want to do this if it's not for the sake of marriage."
He hoped Qiao An would face up to love and marriage not only as enjoyment but also as responsibility and duty.
He thought Qiao An would be more or less intimidated by the word marriage. Instead, she hugged him tighter. "Then let's get married."
Anyway, it had always been Xiaoran's regret that they did not hold a wedding the first time they got married. Now, she would make it up to him.
