So, some things seem to be destined by fate. If it wasn’t for their early encounters, subtly familiarizing themselves with one another’s essence, Yu Zexiao wouldn’t have been so repulsed by women before. Outwardly saying he was displeased, but inwardly wanting to quickly lay her down and tangle with her day and night!
"What’s this? Listening to you, are you blaming me?" At that time, the two were unaware of the circumstances of the day, Jian Anning immediately reached out and tugged at his ear.
"If you’re blaming me, just go out, there must be countless women outside thinking about climbing into your bed!"
Jian Anning said this with absolute confidence, with no fear whatsoever. Seeing her righteous and stern appearance, Yu Zexiao had no choice but to surrender – after all, he was avoiding other women as much as possible.
Not to mention, seeing the mischievous Jian Anning, why did Yu Zexiao’s expression seem so amused?
He immediately said, "Alright, based on what you said, if I don’t go out and find you a couple of nice ’sisters’, does that mean you’ll take advantage? Since it’s your request, watch me go out tomorrow and bring back two beauties!"
Jian Anning laughed, "Sure, sure, go ahead. If you don’t bring back two beauties, your future children won’t carry the Yu surname!"
"If not Yu, what would it be?" Hearing this, Yu Zexiao immediately had interest.
Jian Anning blinked, "Do we even need to think? Of course, they’d carry my surname! If you dare to find a couple of nice ’sisters’, I’ll dare to marry off your children to someone else and make your son carry my name!"
She said this while raising her little fists, adopting a threatening pose.
"Alright, if I don’t knock some sense into you for a day, you’ll go too far—" Yu Zexiao got up, suddenly clenched his fists, ready to make a move!
"What are you doing?" Jian Anning noticed his posture and knew he was about to act, immediately becoming cautious.
"I’m obviously planning to—tickle you!" Yu Zexiao said, his fingers suddenly probing under her armpit.
"Ah, hahaha! No, no, don’t! I was wrong!" Every time he tickled her, Jian Anning’s dignity, pride, and little grudge against him disappeared completely. Her whole body twisted into a worm, wishing desperately to stop this "inhuman" torture.
"And you dared speak! You just said something about taking my kids and remarrying? Said they won’t carry the Yu surname?" Yu Zexiao of course knew they were joking, but—who told her to joke?
"I was wrong, I was wrong! I absolutely won’t remarry, my heart is set on marrying you! Whatever number of kids you want, we’ll have! Alright?" Jian Anning’s tears nearly overflowed, even though Yu Zexiao was just playfully bantering with her, but whenever it involved her ’infidelity’, Yu Zexiao would show no mercy.
"You were wrong, I don’t feel like you’ve admitted your mistake! Must be still ’hypocritical’ inside!" He said, drawing closer, fingers transitioning from her armpit to her slender waist, continuously tickling her.
"I was wrong, really wrong! Honey, dear husband, I was wrong! I won’t speak nonsense anymore, if you keep going, I might leak..." Jian Anning immediately begged for mercy, knowing well that when pleading with Yu Zexiao, the top priority was to be submissive!