Remembering why she couldn't even wear a single high-waisted dress out the door during their three years of marriage, Cui Lingyao's face fell. She gripped his neck and shoved him away. "Get a hold of yourself!"
She was fierce.
Shoved away by the neck, Xie Jinbai went rigid. He lifted his heavy, red-tinged eyelids and stared at her.
His gaze was hazy and filled with raw desire. Combined with his stern, handsome features, it was a sight that anyone would find intoxicatingly seductive.
'He really was incredibly handsome.'
But for some reason, this just made Cui Lingyao even angrier. She tightened her grip on his neck. "Can't you just listen to what I'm saying? Show me some respect! Stop acting like you're in heat every time you see me."
'In heat…'
Xie Jinbai almost laughed. He wanted to ask her what she thought "in heat" even meant.
'Did she not remember what he was like when he was *truly* in heat?'
But he still had some sense left.
