Su Yueze whistled and couldn't help but tease his unfortunate friend. "Just think, Qianqian looks so pretty and her skin is so white, but someone can only look and not touch. Ah, isn't that tormenting oneself?"
Qiao Junnan, ridiculed to the point of turning green, still said, "So what? Even if I can't touch her now, she's still my wife! Besides, how do you know I haven't had a taste? We were together back in college, right, Qianqian?"
Qiao Junnan said, puffing up his cheeks to feign confidence.
"Really? Qianqian?" Su Yueze asked, still quite curious. He still didn't quite believe it—if Qiao Junnan had really touched Qianqian, how could he possibly have kept himself from touching her again?
Shen Hanqian, put on the spot, looked at Qiao Junnan, who was giving her a pleading look, and decided to give him some face, so she vaguely murmured, "Mm!"
Su Yueze was puzzled. "This really doesn't make any scientific sense! Qianqian, then what do you like about the way he does things?"