Han Jingchen chuckled, "When am I ever not serious? I'm being very sincere."
Gu Wanqing wrapped her arms around Han Jingchen's neck, "I'm talking about something serious. Look closely at my face."
Han Jingchen reached out and touched her face, "Hmm, definitely smoother and more delicate, almost like how you were back then."
Both understood what 'back then' referred to, and suddenly their breaths grew heavier and the atmosphere was filled with rainbow bubbles.
Han Jingchen, ever the man of action, picked her up horizontally and headed straight for the bedroom.
Gu Wanqing wanted to be reserved but covered her face, thinking: I was clearly talking about my skin, how did it turn into a detailed discussion in the bedroom?
With a twinkle in his eye, Han Jingchen whispered in Gu Wanqing's ear, "You can feel how smooth your skin is more directly in bed, let's study it thoroughly."
As soon as he said this, Gu Wanqing slapped his chest, "Don't talk nonsense."
