Yang Chen felt that Zhang Xuelian's understanding of intimacy was off—very off.
He coughed twice, then said, "Zhang Xuelian, what do you think is the first thing we should do after getting married?"
"Dual cultivation?" Zhang Xuelian asked.
"..."
Yang Chen's eyes widened, then he grinned and changed his tune. "So you do know? That's what intimacy is. How about we get intimate right now?"
In matters like this, men always had to take the initiative.
"No." Zhang Xuelian replied calmly.
Yang Chen felt somewhat awkward. "Why?"
"No rush!" Zhang Xuelian answered coldly.
"..."
Yang Chen wanted to say something, but he could understand what Zhang Xuelian meant. It was only natural for a woman to value her chastity more. There truly was no need to rush such a matter. It would not be too late after he had married her in grand splendor. Then, it would be a sign of respect for Zhang Xuelian, and for himself as well.
"I understand." Yang Chen nodded.
"Are you very disappointed?" Zhang Xuelian suddenly asked again.
"How did you know?" Yang Chen asked curiously.
Zhang Xuelian waved her slender fingers and answered indifferently, "With a casual calculation, I can divine the general outline."
"It's not really disappointment. I was just too excited earlier, so the sudden drop left me feeling a bit off." Yang Chen said.
"It doesn't matter." Zhang Xuelian suddenly parted her rosy lips.
"How does it not matter?" Yang Chen looked confused.
"I'll let you kiss me once." Zhang Xuelian abruptly said for no apparent reason.
Yang Chen blinked. Why would he hesitate? He lowered his head and kissed her.
After their intimacy, Zhang Xuelian gently pushed Yang Chen away, then said with a frost-covered face, "Remember my taste. From this day onward, if you are to be infatuated,