Jian Ran's face turned red all of a sudden.

Not only did he and Qin Yue not do anything between husband and wife, they didn't even have a serious kiss.

Ling Feiyu could see it, and nodded Jian Ran's forehead with hatred: "Jian Ran, do you want to be an old girl for the rest of your life? Even if you are married, you are reluctant to hand yourself over?"