"What do you mean?!" Shen Wuyou was really shocked this time.
She wanted to get some information, but that was not her goal.
And what exactly did he mean by this?
She has no romantic roots?
How is that possible!
"You're lying to me!"
"Lie to you?" He chuckled softly, making people shudder. "Then why are you so nervous?"
"I didn't—"
"You mean you're not nervous? Then why are you so pale?"
He seemed to have a heavenly perspective, and said with a tone of insight:
“Look, you actually had doubts in your heart, why, the Bhagavan treated you so well, but you couldn’t even fulfill the marriage bond?
"Because you have no feelings at all..."
He smiled softly, leisurely admiring the intense ideological collision between the gorgeous woman in front of him with a desperate expression of doubting life.
"You're talking nonsense!" she growled, the crimson corners of her eyes becoming more alluring, but a tear quietly fell from her misty eyes.
Crystal clear tears streaked across her beautiful face, and her pupils reflected heartbreak and despair...
So delightful and refreshing...
"Hmm..." He sighed with satisfaction, his eyes, full of evil, slightly raised, and he said jokingly as if playing with a pet:
"Ling Wangqing, does it look good?"
Upon hearing this, Shen Wuyou's pupils suddenly shrank, and his angry face froze for a moment. Then he muttered in disbelief: "No... Impossible..."
"I like your intelligence..."
He admired her expression with a playful look in his eyes and 'kindly' helped her out:
"That's right, Ling Wangqing is my favorite collection."
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