Shi Nuan's eyes trembled, and in that moment, she was truly startled. She said, "…Go upstairs!"
Song Yansheng frowned slightly, reached out and pulled her over. Shi Nuan, losing her balance, fell, but was perfectly caught in his arms.
He held her, looking at Shi Nuan's face, close at hand.
"Second Uncle..."
"Hmm..."
"I... I feel uncomfortable like this!"
Song Yansheng gave a thin smile, then picked her up horizontally.
She exclaimed again, "Second Uncle..."
Song Yansheng narrowed his eyes slightly, "How about this?"
"No, I..."
"Then, how about this?"
Before she could speak, Shi Nuan was placed on the sofa.
Her limpid black eyes met Song Yansheng's as she called him once more, "Second Uncle..."
"Good Nuannuan, call me 'husband', hmm?"
"..." Shi Nuan bit her lip. Even though she adored Song Yansheng, she really couldn't bring herself to say that word.
It felt awkward and unfamiliar.
She hoped to have a little more time to sort things out.
