Shen Chi felt that he had hugged her, kissed her, obtained the marriage certificate with her, and even shared a bed with her, but... he had never truly possessed her. It seemed a bit unreasonable, no?
It was as if he really wasn't up to par.
"Mumu, would you like to be my woman?" Shen Chi's voice was husky, his gaze hazy, as he kissed her from her lips down to her neck.
His kisses were passionate and lingering, at first like a light drizzle and then, like a sudden downpour, they fell upon her in waves.
"Mumu... Mumu..." In the depths of his emotion, he called out her name, unable to extricate himself.
"Shameless!" Xu Chaomu angrily retaliated, kicking him with her foot.
"Shameless? Then I won't kiss the face..."
And so, Shen Chi's lips found hers. He admitted that she was like a poppy—once touched, he couldn't shake her off.