Hearing Qin Xue's muffled voice from his chest, Chu Molin couldn't help but laugh.
Qin Xue listened to the vibrations in the man's chest as he laughed. It was so unusual, wasn't it?
Even though she was not familiar with him, she knew from their interactions so far that he wasn't someone who would laugh wholeheartedly.
Qin Xue pushed the man away with her hand, looked up at his still-unfaded smile, and touched his mouth with her hand, saying:
"You look so nice when you laugh." This time it was Chu Molin who was stunned, the warmth from the touch on the corner of his mouth brought him back to his senses.
He didn't like physical contact with people, especially women.
But now, he didn't dislike Qin Xue's touch, even to the point where he liked it.
From the moment he knew of his feelings, he wanted more, but he knew he couldn't.
Although they were husband and wife, their relationship was only slightly more familiar than that of strangers.