Solving mysteries?
These words made Qin Yuan unable to hold back a laugh, "I'm going to find my mother to judge this. Just because I drank two sips of your salty tea soup, you want me to do something as monumental as solving mysteries. Clearly, Marquis is using his age to bully me."
With that, her delicate hands were seized by Gu Jinghui, who said, "Don't you always speak of husband and wife as one? Just for the sake of being one, you shouldn't say that."
Qin Yuan couldn't break free, and Gu Jinghui intensified his tone, smiling playfully, "Is it because we haven't become a real couple that you act so distant?"
Qin Yuan's face turned crimson, and she shot him a sidelong glance, "You say such things outside, what kind of image does that leave for the servants?"
Gu Jinghui gently caressed her slender wrist, and laughed softly, "They're all ashore, quite far from us; what can they hear?"
Implying that at the moment, in this waterside pavilion, only the two of them were present.
