Lin Chuxue took a deep breath, then clasped hands with Jiang Feng in front of the mirror, with Jiang Feng interlocking her fingers. Lin Chuxue didn't resist, then she looped her arm around Jiang Feng's, their arms touching.
"How's this? I've finally got it right this time, haven't I?" Lin Chuxue grinned at Jiang Feng in the mirror, charming and alluring.
Jiang Feng looked at Lin Chuxue in the mirror with a dismissive smirk, saying, "You're still way off! If we were just starting to date, you might barely pass. But remember, we're already married, and this still feels too awkward."
"Still not good enough?" Lin Chuxue widened her eyes, feeling like Jiang Feng was nitpicking, but she couldn't argue back.
Jiang Feng nodded affirmatively: "Of course. Look, holding hands is fine, but when you hold onto my arm, it's all wrong. Think, we're already married, and must have been to bed quite a few times by now, right?"
