Witch walked up and asked. "Then let me ask you a question. When we are together, who is your wife?"
Mike glanced at Witch, then at Demoness, and suddenly became speechless.
Witch frowned and asked, "Mike, I have known you for more than 200 years, but today, you have shown your true colors. Let me ask you, who do you think we are? Why do you fantasize that the two of us will be together with you at the same time? Does every woman you like have to love you to death?"
When Mike heard this, his brows furrowed tightly. An indescribable emotion rose from the bottom of his heart. Anger, confusion, doubt, shame... it was too complicated.
It was so complicated that Mike's face had already turned red, it was so complicated that Mike was about to do something that he would regret for the rest of his life.
