Giving him an inch, Xu Ke took a mile, pulling Wong Qifu's hand under his clothes. Her cool palm immediately pressed against his waist, making him feel an uncontrollable stirring.
Wong Qifu was pulled in so abruptly that she barely had time to register the warmth of his waist before she could scold him. Suddenly, a glance out of the corner of her eye made her freeze. Her starry eyes widened before an uncontrollable blush crept up her cheeks. Her face flushing a rosy red, she hastily withdrew her hand. "How can you be so indecent?"
"What's the big deal? It was just a little touch. How is that indecent?" Xu Ke protested his innocence.
Seeing her cheeks suffuse with color like a bashful young maiden, so red they looked as if you could squeeze juice from them, Xu Ke couldn't help but laugh to himself. How can she be this shy from just a little touch? I really want to see her reaction on our wedding night...
But little did Xu Ke know that something else entirely had made her blush.
