"..."
Wen Yi looked at the smiling face in front of her. Even though she knew he was deliberately teasing, she was still annoyed. She slapped away the man's hand that was around her waist and angrily said, "You have such a thick skin, it's unbreakable. Who said we are an old married couple? Go away."
Having said that, she pushed him away. But just as she took a few steps, the man caught her wrist and effortlessly pulled her back into his arms, bending down to kiss her.
After a lingering deep kiss, Wen Yi, with her hand pressing against his chest, frowned and deliberately spoke with disgust, "Did you brush your teeth?"
"No."
"Then why did you kiss me?"
"If you didn't brush either, I wouldn't mind you kissing me back."
"..."
Wen Yi, seeing his leisurely and well-composed demeanor, got even more irritated. She tiptoed up and fiercely bit his lip, then turned around and stomped angrily into the bathroom.
