Su Xiaowan was instantly baffled. What was this situation? Who sent him? Did he actually think she was a spy? Pfft—Su Xiaowan almost spat out a mouthful of blood from the shock. Did it have to be this thrilling?
Just as Su Xiaowan widened her eyes in astonishment, a face full of confusion, Han Dongchen surprisingly broke into a smile and planted a fervent kiss on her cheek.
Then, he whispered in Su Xiaowan's ear, "Wifey, you look truly beautiful today."
If Su Xiaowan didn't realize by now that she had just been teased by Han Dongchen, she would have lived in vain. Her big eyes took in Han Dongchen's smug smile, and turning around with a flutter of her lashes, she said, "Darling, you look very beautiful too."
Sure enough, the next second, Han Dongchen's expression stiffened. He remained in the earlier pose, pinching Su Xiaowan by her ear, but now Su Xiaowan had a face full of schadenfreude, her right hand slowly raising, a white bath towel fluttering in her grasp.
