Luo Qingli also stopped moving, daring not to make any sudden moves.
Like an ostrich burying its head, she sunk her face into Gu Yuying's embrace, not daring to look at him.
If asked whether she fulfilled her duties as a wife, she'd admit she hadn't.
In every aspect, she had not lived up to her responsibilities.
"Qingqing, what does burying your head in my chest mean? Are you scared?"
Gu Yuying's heart had already softened like cotton, his sights and thoughts filled solely with the little woman named Luo Qingli.
"No, I was just thinking... just thinking..." She hadn't yet voiced how to fulfill her duties when Gu Yuying interrupted her.
"Thinking about what position to use?" Gu Yuying wouldn't let Luo Qingli keep playing ostrich, forcing her to face him. "Hmm? Is that so?"
"Yes! I was just thinking about which position would be better." Luo Qingli said through gritted teeth.
