Shen Chi supported her waist, lowered his head, and his handsome face slowly approached hers.
"In the eyes of a husband, his wife is always right." Shen Chi's eyes hid a smile, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly.
Every time he smiled, Xu Chaomu found herself unable to look away.
Especially now, as he was very close to her, she could clearly see the laughter in his eyes.
His clear eyes were like the peach blossom waters of spring, gently rippling and creating ripples at the slightest movement.
She couldn't help but reach out, her warm little palm caressing his face.
She too smiled, this man really knew how to coax a woman–sweet words and honeyed phrases, who knows where he learned them from.
"Fourth Brother, when did you learn how to flirt with people?"
"Isn't this kind of skill innate?"
"So full of yourself." Xu Chaomu pouted, "Then how many women have you said this to?"
"It's you now, and it will still be you in the future."