"Hmm..." Xinqing's brows furrowed... Okay, yesterday was very ambiguous, but she didn't eat him greedily... Why didn't it have any impact at all?
Xinqing made a grunting sound out of habit, her big eyes blinking rapidly...Did something like that happen to them? No, I have no impression.
But, how do you explain those tattered clothes...
"It seems you forgot." His voice sounded like the edge of Arctic ice.
His voice is undoubtedly charming and confusing, but there is a touch of coldness in the charm, and a touch of depth in the confusion, which makes people have endless aftertaste, but it is also elusive.
"I...really don't remember." She cried with a small face, clenched the corner of the quilt, sniffed, hugged the quilt to her chest like a little daughter-in-law, and stared innocently at the beautiful man next to her.
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"Then how about I help you think about it?" The young man raised his lips and smiled, and the sound waves spread out bit by bit, filling Xin Qing's ears.