Xie Qikan's voice was rich, deep, and sensual. He leaned gently toward the ear of the little woman he cherished, his warm breath brushing against her delicate neck. As he watched her fair earlobes gradually turn crimson, the curve of his lips deepened into an increasingly mischievous smile.
Sometimes, teasing this little woman felt unexpectedly satisfying.
With that thought, a trace of smugness sparked in Xie Qikan's heart.
"I won't give you the chance. What, are you trying to take advantage of this situation to show everyone just how much of a shameless flirt Xie Family's second young master can be?"
Unwilling to be teased without a fight, Yuan Xiaoxiao pursed her rose-tinted lips and launched her counterattack.
"Do you even know if I'm a flirt? If I were, you're my lawfully wedded wife, and you're not exactly unattractive. Your name holds a rightful place in my household registration. How could I ever let you go?"
