My dear brother, this phrase she used to say six years ago, and now, speaking it for the first time again after six years, instantly touched a chord in Mr. Xing's heart.
And the energy in her speech perfectly displayed the tenderness and obedience of a young daughter alongside the charm and vigor of a mature woman, her waist twisting like that of a seductive fox spirit.
Could any great dilemma in his heart not vanish like smoke in thin air?
And naturally, it dissipated into nothingness!
At this moment, Huoguo could hardly keep his lips from curling upward, lifting into a smile again and again, "Alright then, let's not talk about work; let's talk about life."
"Okay, we're both busy tomorrow—hey, ancestor, can't you stay well-behaved for just one night? Is that possible, huh…" She couldn't even finish her sentence before the man started his antics, pinning her down on the bed amidst her broken speech as she endured his feverish kisses while still trying to be reasonable.
