Tao Minmin had initially been attracted to Song Qing because of this face, and now, as she gazed at it, reddened from wine, the corners of her eyes were thoroughly flushed.
Song Qing leaned over to kiss her cheek before finally reaching her lips, "Minmin."
Tao Minmin called out shyly, "Husband."
Song Qing chuckled softly for a while, "Is Minmin feeling shy now?"
Tao Minmin's cheeks were as red as apples, wanting to retort, but Song Qing didn't give her a chance.
Tao Minmin had always thought Song Qing was a delicate scholar, but it was not until today that she realized he only appeared to be a delicate scholar on the surface, when, in fact, he was not at all weak.
At the same time, she also understood what Xun Qingqing had said that day.
Tao Minmin didn't know when she had fallen asleep, only that when she woke up, the sky was already bright.
As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Song Qing looking down at her, "Awake?"