People like Du Jingzhou, who had always lived in darkness, bloodshed, and constant fighting, yearned for sunlight too—but they preferred people like themselves.
It was an attraction born of shared traits, creating a kind of resonance.
Often, they did not need to say much to know what the other person wanted to do and how they would do it.
"Actually, I arranged everything a long time ago. It should be about done by now."
He did not care whether that man had bullied her younger sister or her. Either way, she had those memories, and that alone had crossed his taboos and bottom line.
How could he possibly do nothing?
As if he had thought of something, Du Jingzhou suddenly smiled wickedly and lightly bit her finger. "Right, Madam, there's a bed scene today."
Su Qiao had to admit that, at this moment, this man was truly irresistible!
Her face grew a little hot, and she unconsciously swallowed.
But the soreness around her waist still reminded her that she needed to exercise some restraint!
She quickly pulled her hand back, pushed away his alluring face, and rose with feigned composure.
"Hmph. You dared to make the kissing scene real. Are you saying you'd dare to make the bed scene real in front of so many people too?"
Seeing every subtle reaction of hers, Du Jingzhou suddenly felt wonderful.
So his Manman really liked "bed scenes."
It seemed his performance last night had been pretty good.
"What kind of thing is Madam saying?" Du Jingzhou rose with a solemn expression.
"If we were going to make it real, of course we'd clear the set first."
Su Qiao: "..."
"Looks like I went too easy on you last time."
"Don't. Your husband was only joking with you, Madam."
Du Jingzhou had more