In an instant, Gu Jiaojiao's entire demeanor changed.
She went from a sweet and docile girl to a queen with an imposing presence.
Especially her once-innocent eyes, which instantly became cool and dignified.
As Leng Yuan looked at her, he felt a sense of unfamiliarity.
He only knew the Gu Jiaojiao she had become after marrying him. He realized he knew nothing about her past experiences, her education, or the kind of friends she had.
His brow twitched. He suddenly reached out and pinched Gu Jiaojiao's soft, fair cheeks.
Gu Jiaojiao's cheeks were like soft tofu—fair and tender, supple and smooth. He loved the feel of them.
Leng Yuan pinched once, then again. He simply couldn't get enough.
It hurt a little, and Gu Jiaojiao slapped the back of Leng Yuan's hand.
A red mark instantly bloomed on the back of his hand.
The pain grounded him.
Gu Jiaojiao, however, was annoyed.
'There's something wrong with this man.'
