She Was Being Hugged By Him

A thin layer of heat surfaced on Changqing's cheek. She bit her lips and hit his chest vigorously but the strength in his arms only became stronger, pressing her tighter until her entire face was in his chest.

It took Changqing a long while to realize she was… being hugged by him…

His heartbeat thumped close to her face and the smell of grapefruit assaulted her nose.

Changqing was reminded once again of the feeling when she was hugged by Fu Yu when they were still studying. Back then, everyone was young and ignorant and bodily smells were the smell of detergent at most, unlike now, when Song Chuyi's manly odor was obviously heated up. The strength in his wrist was also unyielding, making it impossible for her to overlook that he was her husband.

Changqing slowly stopped struggling.

It was really impossible between her and Fu Yu.