"Don't worry, in my eyes, you're the most beautiful one. No matter how pretty other women are, I won't be moved, especially since there cannot possibly be a woman more beautiful than you in this world."
Zhang Xiaomeng declared with a face full of solemn vows.
The result was that Murong Yu simply gave him a scornful look, saying:
"Trust you? You're a big pervert and a hoodlum; you fall for every woman you see! I'm warning you, you'd better find me some clean women. If I get a disease from you, hmph, I'll punch you to death."
Murong Yu threatened, raising her small fist.
Upon hearing this, Zhang Xiaomeng could only force an embarrassed smile, feeling somewhat relieved in his heart.
Murong Yu was quite generous, at least her attitude now indicated that as long as Zhang Xiaomeng didn't go too far and didn't let her detect anything, she was willing to turn a blind eye.
During their conversation, a middle-aged man who looked like a butler came out of the villa.
