Chapter 63 Wedding Night
- She caught nothing but air. An Shengxia prostrated on the bed in dismal. She had no idea why it was so difficult just to touch him!
- “An Shengxia, stop your nonsense.” With one hand massaging his temples, Quan Yao’s dull facial complexion was comparable to a corpse in An Shengxia’s eyes.
- “Fine, got it, I’ll stop now!” Despite obliging to his request, An Shengxia did not drop the idea. She must wait for an opportunity to grope him to confirm her surmise.