"No more laughing, or you're sleeping in the guest room tonight!" Just like a little tiger whose fur had been ruffled, Su Yanyi slapped Qin Jiran on the head—let you laugh, let you make fun of me, I'll slap you to death!
Even though she muttered in her heart about slapping this man who teased her to death, Su Yanyi couldn't really bring herself to hit him hard. The light slap had no effect at all; instead, it allowed Qin Jiran to grab her wrist and steal another kiss.
"Don't be mad, I won't laugh anymore. I wasn't mocking you, I just think you're very cute like this, and…" Qin Jiran paused slightly, seeing Yanyi looking at him, then he became very serious and said, "My wife is the most gentle person in the world, I know that."
