Yan Ruyu carefully looked at the man in front of her through the thick glasses, "Are you really my husband?"
"Little bride, long time no see." The man extended his right hand.
"If I had known it was you, I wouldn't have had to pretend to be so reserved." Yan Ruyu stretched out her hand and shook it jokingly.
"How come you still don't know what shyness is?" The man withdrew his hand and pretended to be serious.
"We know each other so well."
"How familiar are we?" The man deliberately approached.