Xuan Yingluo raised her hand and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. Then, she looked up at him, “I don’t have to report to you about who this old friend of mine is. Besides, you should avoid the question of whether this person is my man or not, right? We are all adults. Aren’t you afraid that your wife will misunderstand if you ask this?”
Ah Wu looked at Xuan Yingluo’s exposed snow-white earlobe, which looked like a soft and white dough. It made people want to reach out and pinch it. He raised his straight eyebrows and didn’t say anything.
“You have a good relationship with your wife? I see that she loves you very much, and you love her very much. How did you two meet?”Xuan Yingluo asked.
Ah Wu said, “Minister Xuan, I don’t ask about your man, and you shouldn’t ask about my wife either. It’s better for us to keep a distance.”
