Chapter 663: Separation (5)

This woman! Bo Yan felt an itch in his heart, a stronger itch in his body. If she were in ancient times, she'd definitely be a devastating beauty capable of causing the downfall of a nation!

But isn't that the dream of all men? To have a lady on the outside, a dancer on the inside. Pure and innocent in public, but accustomed to the ways of the world in private.

There has to be a bit of fun in marriage; otherwise, the same dish every day gets tiresome. She was just right—exactly to his liking.

Bo Yan's adam's apple bobbed, he looked up and, with the slightly dramatic tone of a movie line, said, "Miss, I greet you with respect. My name is Zhang Gong, with courtesy name Junrui. I hail from Central Zhou Luoyang, 23 years of age, born on the seventeenth day of the first lunar month. My late father once served as the Minister of Rites, living a life of integrity; hence, our family circumstances are humble, and I have yet to marry…"