"Shut up!" Xia Yueqing panted slightly as she growled.
Yet the voice lacked authority, soft and tender, more like she was acting cute.
At this moment, on the same bed, a man and a woman.
And with Pei Yiting not being averse to Xia Yueqing, remaining indifferent to such a sound was strange indeed.
He smoothly rolled over, pressing down on top of her, looking down at her like an emperor overlooking his subjects.
"Just married, and the lady is already so fierce. If I don't assert my authority as husband..." afraid she'll soon climb over my head.
Assert husband's authority? What authority?
Xia Yueqing wanted to curse.
If you're going to do it, do it cleanly and swiftly, what's with all the nonsense?
"Why are you so naggy? Are we doing this or not?" Xia Yueqing asked through gritted teeth.
"Naggy?" Pei Yiting chuckled lightly, the laugh sending an inexplicable shiver down Xia Yueqing's spine.
