Little White Rabbit, White and White

They had agreed to sleep at ten, but ended up chatting until ten-thirty. Qin Ze did not take advantage of her; he simply lay on the bed talking and laughing with her, occasionally making dirty jokes that either made Wang Zijing laugh or left her speechless.

Men and women were best when they complemented each other. Those with similar personalities were liable to grow sick of each other.

Setting aside her little schemes and hidden cunning, Wang Zijing was usually a rather proper woman. She could not do what Qin Baobao did—spoiling and acting cute. The little feminine mannerisms she possessed only occasionally showed themselves in front of Qin Ze.

Qin Ze's glib, unserious style happened to make up for her rigidly proper way of life.

People from families like hers were taught from childhood to be upright and moderate, to always act within the rules. Only then could no one find fault with them. Taking crooked shortcuts would only lead to a miserable, swift death in one's official career.

That was one of the reasons she liked Qin Ze. Whenever she was with him, she could laugh happily and freely. Occasionally letting herself go, throwing a tantrum, or breaking character to imitate a Whining Monster and act coy came without any pressure.

Zhang Mingcheng could not give her that. He was far too proper in both conduct and dealings, not even as devious and cunning as his younger sister.

The very qualities the older generation considered worthy of cultivation were precisely the flaws Wang Zijing found most irritating.

What could two people do together besides treat each other with formal respect?

She had psychological scars from couples who treated each other with formal respect.

Wang Zijing herself was already bound by countless rules. She did not want the other