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"Objectively speaking, you're not very pretty, but from my perspective, I find you the most charming woman in the world, the only one I want to think about with my lower half," he said.
Qiao Chutian lowered his head, his scorching lips kissing her face over and over, "Everything about you makes me want to sink."
Hearing these words and being kissed like this, Mai Xiaomai's heart suddenly brightened.
Indeed, what did it matter if she wasn't pretty enough in the eyes of others?
As long as Qiao Chutian didn't despise her, that was enough.
"Foxtail grass, just foxtail grass, then."
She couldn't help but say this phrase.
"Huh? What foxtail grass?"
Qiao Chutian heard it and asked, puzzled.
"I'm saying I'm foxtail grass."
Mai Xiaomai replied, showing her teeth.
"Haha—"
Qiao Chutian laughed, "Aren't you Xiaomai? Since when did your genes mutate into foxtail grass?"
"..."
"Whether you're Xiaomai or foxtail grass, I like you either way."
