Yu Huang knew how sharp Sheng Xiao's tongue was. Back then, on the Holy Spirit Continent, he used his sharp tongue to anger many of his peers.
However, he had always been gentle to Yu Huang.
This was the first time Yu Huang had been mocked by Sheng Xiao, so she found it novel.
She wasn't angry. Instead, she reached out and wrapped her arms around Sheng Xiao's narrow waist as she said softly, "I have bad taste. Perhaps all my good taste was used on choosing a husband. Since I choose the best husband in the world, I lost my good taste in other aspects."
This flattery was really profound.
But Sheng Xiao still wasn't smiling.
He put down the cream and turned around to hug Yu Huang's waist. Then, he lowered his head and looked into her eyes as he said, "Your husband is so good, so why are you willing to abandon him?"
The relaxed smile on Yu Huang's face disappeared.
Sheng Xiao's heart ached when he saw that Yu Huang was sad.
