"Xiaolin, what's up with you?" Alvin asked with confusion, feeling both surprised and bewildered, "Did I do something wrong? Why won't you even let me kiss you?"
"You rascal!" Nangong Lin couldn't help but tease him playfully.
Alvin chuckled upon hearing this. So she was just being shy.
"Isn't this exactly how you like me?" Alvin laughed, charming and seductive, as he held Nangong Lin's hand, intending to kiss her.
But before he had the chance to, Nangong Lin quickly withdrew her hand.
Alvin was puzzled, completely baffled in that moment.
What's going on?
On the wedding night, he wasn't allowed to touch her at all?
"Xiaolin, what's really going on?" Alvin asked in astonishment, "Why aren't you letting me even touch you?"
Nangong Lin wiggled slightly like she was acting coy, "Because you're annoying!"
"How am I annoying?" Alvin was clueless, just like a monk who couldn't figure things out.
