The two lingered in intimacy for a while longer, with Pei Yuqing being the first to get up.
He wasn't accustomed to having maidservants assist him, and Xie Wanqing had no sense of duty as a wife to help her husband dress. She simply lay sprawled on the bed, watching him dress on his own.
To be honest, his physique didn't resemble that of someone sickly since childhood. His waist and abs were lean and firm, with very appealing muscle lines.
Her unrestrained gaze made Pei Yuqing pause as he dressed, glancing down at his own body before asking her, "Does it look good?"
Xie Wanqing was taken aback and didn't know how to respond.
"Do you want to leave a mark?" he teased, "Then I'll be yours and yours alone, how about it?"
But compared to hers, his bare upper body didn't bear any ambiguous love marks, not even scratch marks…
"Aren't you being childish?" Xie Wanqing frowned, "Even if I don't leave a mark, aren't you still mine alone?"
