"Do you like Zhou Buyan, Cui Lansong?"
Fang Chuning frowned, "How did you hear that? I like men who are a bit more passionate!"
"I remember you like women who are as fiery as flames?"
Fang Chuning, "..."
Can't continue the conversation!
Xie Jue didn't want to talk with him either, sulking alone on the warm couch. Fang Chuning felt guilty, but he couldn't bear to see Xie Jue sulking alone, so he couldn't help teasing him, "Are you angry?"
"Hah!"
"Just a metaphor, you're great too," Fang Chuning said, "Otherwise, we wouldn't have gone through the marriage ceremony."
"That was just an act, it wasn't real."
Fang Chuning got angry again, raising an eyebrow, "Was our wedding night also fake?"
Xie Jue, "..."
Fang Chuning intentionally provoked him again, "Was your reaction just now also fake?"
