Jie Jingchen watched Qin Mei, his eyes as gentle and shimmering as spring water. When she smiled radiantly, his gaze intensified, and he gave her a deep kiss.
They were kissing passionately when Qiao Wei came rushing in. "Cousin! Sister-in-law… You two…"
Qiao Wei was stunned. The sight of Jie Jingchen completely shattered her perception of him. 'Is this really the same cold, sharp-tongued cousin I've always known?'
Startled, Qin Mei buried her face in Jie Jingchen's chest. 'We really shouldn't be kissing in the living room.'
Jie Jingchen's expression turned utterly foul. He glared at Qiao Wei, his icy gaze so menacing it was as if he wanted to flay her alive.
'You don't mess with a frustrated man.' Qiao Wei swallowed hard. 'Cousin's glare is terrifying.' She had the sudden urge to run for her life.
"Cousin, this is the living room," Qiao Wei said, forcing herself to speak. "If you and Sister-in-law want to be intimate, you should go to your room."
