The sound of rain falls into the ears.
Yun Qian rarely "refused" Xu Chang'an's closeness. Although her eyes held reluctance, she quickly became resolute.
There are rules between her and Xu Chang'an. For instance, if she borrows a lap pillow from him, she has to return one.
As it is now.
How can a wife refuse her husband's affection?
Yun Qian brought the faint rouge on her finger to Xu Chang'an's lips and asked, "Satisfied?"
Xu Chang'an's eyes trembled slightly. Sensing a hint of Miss Yun's taste on the corner of his mouth, he said helplessly, "Satisfied. There hasn't been a time I wasn't satisfied."
"How does it taste?" Yun Qian asked with some curiosity.
"Are you referring to your taste, miss, or the taste of the rouge?" Xu Chang'an countered.
"Naturally, the taste of the rouge." Yun Qian held Xu Chang'an's hand, and he, naturally, used his Water Attribute True Qi to wipe the rouge stains clean off Yun Qian.
Her husband liked her taste very much; Yun Qian had asked before.
