There was a smile in her eyes, and her voice was clear. Her tone was gentle as if she were saying that the weather was good, but this extremely simple sentence immediately changed the atmosphere!
Nan Yuxing's expression darkened.
Nan Yiyi's eyes widened in anger and shame.
The two elders standing behind the two of them also frowned, revealing fierce fighting intent.
Only the noble His Grace raised his eyebrows and smiled.
Comfortable—it was extremely comfortable. The anger that had arisen from the other party's unreasonable behavior dissipated after hearing those words.
He walked over and wrapped his long arm around Chu Liuyue's waist.
Chu Liuyue was still concerned about the 'sour scent' just now. She turned around and glanced at him, wanting to break free from his embrace.
"My wife is right." Her waist was very thin and could be held in one hand. Rong Xiu's hand easily grabbed it tightly.
