"Who was acting coy!"
Qin Yuan couldn't stand it, and retorted.
"If this isn't being coy, what is?"
Gu Jinghui released his grip, revealing those eyes glaring at him resentfully.
A beauty is alluring no matter what she does, even her angry glare makes his heart itch.
His hand, disobediently, pinched Qin Yuan's delicate chin again, and then lightly kissed her.
While kissing, he muttered, "This is being coy, you know? I can't help it when you act like this."
The attendant maids lowered their eyelids and hurriedly retreated.
The long and fiery kiss finally ended.
Qin Yuan softly nestled against Marquis Gu's broad and sturdy chest, speaking in a more coquettish tone, "You naughty thing."
"If I'm not naughty, am I still a man?"
Marquis Gu's words hit his sore spot.
Clearly a man, yet his young wife remains untouched.
So he leaned in again to bite Qin Yuan's lips.
