Li Chengyun gave a faint smile: "When near cinnabar, one turns red!"
Yu Jingrong's phoenix eyes lifted slightly: "Do I have a sweet mouth?"
"Especially sweet..." After saying that, Li Chengyun captured her lips, sucked fiercely for a moment, which made Yu Jingrong's cheeks turn slightly red. She said shyly, "You... you really are..."
"Really!" Li Chengyun murmured indulgently into Yu Jingrong's ear, tightened his arms, and embraced her tightly against his body: "Do you want to try it again, hmm?"
"No, definitely not tonight!" Yu Jingrong shifted slightly away: "My legs hurt, you were especially ungentle tonight, no more torture, I've been really tired lately, busy with the workshop and also Qianze's wedding preparations, speaking of that..."
Yu Jingrong looked at him seriously: "Now that you don't have to pretend anymore, you can take over Qianze's wedding preparations."
Li Chengyun responded indifferently: "Can't I just delegate it to someone else?"
