Shen Ning couldn't help but rolled her eyes at him, and then let out a long breath.
What kind of old-fashioned man did she meet
She clearly told him that he could do whatever he wanted, but he still thought he didn't want to
However, the anger in her heart dissipated immediately, and not a trace was left.
She could see that Mo Chuan didn't continue what he did just now. It wasn't that he didn't want her or that he disliked her. He cared about her too much and respected her too much. He was afraid that any irregular behavior towards her would be offensive.
But, they were already married, why did he still restrain himself from touching her
Doesn't he take this wedding seriously? Is he just playing dress-up with her
"Mo Chuan, tell me, what were you thinking when you and I worshiped heaven and earth just now?" She suddenly looked at him seriously.
"I..." Mo Chuan paused, his face heating up.
"Speak quickly, you are not allowed to lie. I will tell it as soon as you lie."
Unable to avoid it, he had to answer: "I thought at the time, it would be great if all this was true."
"What do you mean it's true? Do you think we are playing games? Is it fake? Were you not serious at the time?" She widened her eyes in surprise and wanted to be angry again.
"Of course I am serious. You treat it as a game, but no matter what, as long as you are happy, I will play this game with you. Ning'er, do you want me to pretend to be real? I just really I have thought about it this way, I really want to treat it as our bridal chamber, I want to sleep in the same bed with you, I want to grow old with you, I want to be a real couple with you..."
His face turned red again, his voice was low but every word was clear to her ears, and she was stunned when she heard it.
He paused and continued: "But not now, I want to give you a grand and glorious wedding. I want to make you my wife at a moment when everyone is watching. I will make you appear openly and openly in front of everyone. I don’t want to wrong you like this, Ning’er, it’s not that I don’t want you, I just want you so much, so I can’t let you be wronged in the slightest! Do you still hate me, are you still angry with me? If you still refuse to forgive me, then I swear that I will never touch a finger on you before we actually get married. I... I can bear it!"
Mo Chuan looked at her solemnly, very serious, and he wanted to look as serious as possible.
He had always made promises easily, and even though being with her and not hugging her and kissing her was an unbearable torture for him, he was willing to endure it for her.
As Shen Ning listened, her heart was moved like a wave, making her eyes become moist uncontrollably.
This time it was not because he was angry, but because she was touched from the bottom of her heart and made her want to cry.
She blinked and whispered: "Mo Chuan, you are such a cute fool!"
Then she threw herself into his arms, hugged his neck tightly, and took the initiative to kiss the corners of his lips.
Mo Chuan was stunned as if his acupuncture points were tapped. He felt the soft fragrance of her lips, but he did not dare to respond. He was afraid that he would lose control and do something to make her angry.
He didn't even dare to hug her.
Because he had just sworn not to touch her, but she took the initiative to touch him. What was going on