This kiss came somewhat unexpectedly. Su Ran was just about to speak when her voice was muffled back into her stomach.
The man's kiss was both domineering and tender, bit by bit swallowing her breath.
She sighed lightly in her heart, clutching his shoulders and tilting her head to respond.
After the kiss ended, their breaths were somewhat unsteady. Her originally red lips had become swollen and delicate.
Qi Yuan's warm thumb brushed across the corner of her lips, his voice low and husky.
"Let's go home."
Su Ran raised her eyes to look at him, seriously saying, "You haven't given me that One Hundred Yuan yet."
Upon hearing this, Qi Yuan couldn't help but laugh. How could his wife be so adorable?
She could still be so serious.
He reached out and touched her head, smiling, "Is such a small amount worth remembering?"
Su Ran nodded, "Of course, I earned it through hard work."
