"You still dare say she's okay?" Shen Hanqian was about to explode with anger.
It was only then that Xiao Qingcang realized his mistake. When a woman gets angry or jealous, there's no reasoning—or rationality—for that matter. "Sorry, it was a slip of the tongue!"
"As long as you know you're wrong, that's good!" Shen Hanqian suppressed the urge to continue her tirade!
"Hmm!" Xiao Qingcang nodded.
Shen Hanqian saw that he seemed quite afraid of her, and felt a bit embarrassed, playfully saying, "It's good as long as you know your mistake!"
Xiao Qingcang moved closer to her. "Then what reward do you want to give me?"
"Wow, isn't it good enough that I'm not angry? You still want a reward?"
Xiao Qingcang's slender fingers slowly moved toward her waist. "Hmm, I've always liked to push my luck!"
Shen Hanqian held his hand. "You should know what 'wishful thinking' means!"
"Hehe, well then, let me properly understand it!" He began to kiss her neck.