Mysterious Lady sat on the edge of the bed with her legs crossed, picking up a cigarette from Jiang Lu's scattered belongings on the floor and lighting it in her mouth.
Glancing back at Jiang Lu, who was huddling in the corner of the room sobbing, she felt somewhat frustrated and confused.
How could she be so unlucky to be drugged with the aphrodisiac of the Primordial Heavenly Venerable, and to top it off, this guy had to show up here.
"Stop crying!"
She said tiredly:
"I will take responsibility."
"Can you really handle the responsibility? You just forced me this and that, and now you want to gloss over it with a flimsy promise of responsibility?"
Jiang Lu wept bitterly:
"Oh my, my life is so hard, I'm wrapped up tight and still you set your plague-ridden eyes on me!"
"So what do you want?"
"What do I want? What can I do?" Jiang Lu covered his face with his hands, trembling: "This is my fate, other than accepting it, what else can I do, wuwuwu..."
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