Su Yu saw his expression, wrapped her arms around her chest deliberately, and took deliberate steps toward him, a teasing smile curling on the corner of her lips, "What, are you afraid that I might really swallow you whole? Now that the entire village knows you are my husband, even if I make some small moves on you, it's all within the bounds of propriety, isn't it?"
Having said that, her eyes danced with playful teasing but also concealed a barely noticeable tenderness and protectiveness.
Jiang Ziling's cheeks were flushed as if dyed by the evening sunset, the redness quickly spreading to the tips of his ears, and that shy manner was like a flower bud about to burst open in the morning light, irresistibly endearing.
Su Yu looked at his expression with a slight smile on her lips and a playful yet warm twinkle in her eyes.
She knew well that this prim yet pure embarrassment was the unique charm of Jiang Ziling.