At that time, Lu Xingzhi thought that when he married her, his lady would only act coquettishly with him. He would be the only person in the world who could place her in his palm and pamper her.
She would smile at him and hold onto his arms as she spoke coquettishly with him.
She was like a small sun. The heat from her body could burn a person's dim life to a boiling point, and with a burning passion too.
After she listened to Lu Xingzhi's explanation, Jiang Yao was rendered speechless for a long time. "I was still so young, and you were already thinking about me? Lu Xingzhi, don't you think you're a pervert?"
First year! She was still in her first year! How old was she then? She was still young, probably around 16 or 17 years old. At the age of sixteen or seventeen, she was still so young. She did not expect that a man would stare at her from the shadows as if he wanted to drag her into a tiger's den.