After kissing Xiao Jinyan, Shen Chuwei straightened up and looked at him with a beaming smile, "I'm going back now, I'll come again tomorrow night."
It was only then that Lin Xian reacted. Seeing her about to leave, he reached out and grabbed her wrist.
Shen Chuwei's eyes curved into a smile, "Has my husband changed his mind? Do you want me to stay?"
"…" Lin Xian: "No."
Shen Chuwei looked somewhat despondently at the hand holding her wrist, asking with confusion, "Then why is my husband holding onto my hand?"
Lin Xian said coldly, "Men and women should not touch hands when giving or receiving things, don't you know that?"
Shen Chuwei sighed helplessly. In his eyes, they were not husband and wife, which was why he thought the good-night kiss was a transgression.
In her eyes, however, they were a loving married couple—what was a kiss?
"Of course I understand. You should rest now, my husband. I am going back."