A Way Out

Every time Su Shen hooked his arm around her waist, it was effortlessly easy for him to grasp it. This woman, with small hands and a slender waist, how could everything about her be so petite? Sometimes, he even found it hard to bring himself to touch her.

Su Shen's eyes darkened as he asked her in a low voice, "So, what exactly are you trying to express?"

Gu Zi's hand, held by the man, grew warm, and she felt a burning sensation where their skin touched.

With a shy yet playful smile, she proudly stated, "I believe I have excellent taste."

Su Shen smiled in agreement, saying, "Your taste is indeed impeccable in every aspect."

While speaking, his gaze fell on her chest, creating an ambiguous atmosphere that Gu Zi didn't want to pursue. Changing the topic, she asked, "Do I really have to wear all those gold pieces at my wedding?"