"Ah?"
"I asked you, is it good-looking?"
Jiang Xiaobai hadn't figured out the situation and thought Ao Yan was asking if he himself looked good.
Isn't that obvious?
"Of course it is!"
Jiang Xiaobai shouted.
To one side, Ao Cheng silently stepped back two paces, hands behind his back, looking up at the sky.
A slight sigh filled his heart.
Bai, oh Bai, not even your brother-in-law can save you now.
Qiongyu also understood the situation well, turning around to give the nosy, gluttonous Monk a kick.
The two of them then turned around and squatted on the ground to watch ants move house.
Jiang Xiaobai was dumbfounded.
Damn, did I say something wrong?
The next moment, he saw the smile on Ao Yan's face grow even stronger.
Before he could react, Ao Yan charged to Jiang Xiaobai's side and grabbed his ear.
Gently lifted it like this.
"Ow, ow, ow, it hurts, wife, let go!"
"Husband~"
Ao Yan's voice carried a boundless charm, yet also a terrifying murderous intent.
