The Protégé
probed Yang Xiao.
"No!" Tang Muxue shook her head decisively.
"No? No? What is that?" Yang Xiao asked curiously.
Staring at Yang Xiao, Tang Muxue was as beautiful as a flower, her eyes filled with deep love. In the next moment, she came to Yang Xiao’s ear and whispered, “Fool, don’t forget, besides these two identities, you’re still my husband!”
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