In her previous life, she must have hit her head on a door or something, because she actually let a perfect man get away. This time, with her brains finally working, she’s determined to pursue a good man and crush the scumbags! …
“Wifey, are you sure you’re sticking with me?” Fu Chenyuan asked cautiously.
Qi Xingchen glanced at him and gave an arrogant little hum. “Hmm?!”
Taking that as a yes, Fu Chenyuan promptly leaned in, pinning her wrist above her head with one hand as he shamelessly whispered a dirty line. “Then I’ll have to find out if you taste sweet.”
Qi Xingchen had been about to protest, but could only roll her eyes in exasperation. “…”
If her mouth doesn’t taste sweet, what, does it taste bad?!
