Strictly speaking, Qiao Xiaren and Yeqian are of a similar age, and I need to intimidate Yeqian first to prevent any other emotions from happening.
Strangely enough, Xiaren is only 18, yet she's far more mature than her peers, looking after Yeqian like an older sister. I don't know how this kid has gained Xiaren's sympathy and affection.
"Go back to your own room." Qiao Xiaren felt his palm rubbing on her waist, her lips curved into a smile, ruthlessly pushing him away.
He took advantage of the movement to grasp her hand. The ring made his hand look even more slender, with distinct knuckles, and his smile was inscrutable: "What did I promise the other day? There will be punishment tonight."
"Punishment?" Qiao Xiaren squinted dangerously, "It's getting out of control. You're already punishing me in all sorts of ways before marriage. What will happen after we're officially married?"