In his memory, Jiang Xiaoyue should be like a blank sheet of paper.
Her personality, probably more introverted.
So why is she suddenly asking such a question now?
But, confused as he was,
Luo Yao, as an experienced lover, naturally knew he needed to provide an answer next.
"Of course I like it."
Luo Yao wore a faint smile, always maintaining his composure.
"Then, can I visit your home?"
Jiang Xiaoyue said, with her head slightly lowered.
"Ah?"
Luo Yao was taken aback once again.
He truly hadn't expected that the Jiang Xiaoyue beside him could utter such bold words.
What does she mean by 'Can I visit your home?'
Look at that, how could such words make sense?
What girl, who has just made your acquaintance not long ago, would say such things?
...
In the end, with no other choice,
Luo Yao could only lead Jiang Xiaoyue towards the direction of the Luo Family Ancestral Land.
Of course, he dare not take Jiang Xiaoyue to the courtyard with a dozen wives and concubines.
