"Yu Linling, our liege," the Cold Song of Muye's voice rang out once again.
Yu Linling laughed lightly, it sounded like a bell ringing underwater. It murmured in everyone's ears seductively. "You don't need to refer to me as your liege. I'm not from the industry and it's quite awkward to hear someone refer to me as such."
Xu Moyan felt she was about to faint. How could a laugh sound so provocative? She could feel herself go weak in the knees.
Someone was already crying on screen, "My liege, can you laugh again? It sounds so good!"
"My liege, please make appearances more often."
"Sob sob sob sob, I can't go home and face my boyfriend's voice now."
