"Of course, heading to the bridal chamber." Yu Qingge glanced back at Fang Tianze, "Hurry up and keep up."
Fang Tianze blinked and suddenly laughed, then quickened his pace, turning the situation into him dragging Yu Qingge as they ran.
"You..." Yu Qingge was dumbfounded.
"In matters of the bridal chamber, naturally, the man should take the lead." Fang Tianze glanced back at Yu Qingge, "Wife, you can be a bit more reserved."
Yu Qingge stumbled but didn't fall; instead, she was scooped up horizontally: "We're not in the room yet, falling down now would be bad."
Yu Qingge's face instantly turned red.
Fang Tianze chuckled: "Of course, with the wife being so proactive, I'm really happy, but tonight I'll go first, and you can come tomorrow, okay?"
"Fang Tianze!" Yu Qingge gritted her teeth.
