"..." He touched his forehead with his hand. She actually still remembered that matter, "Right."
Her interest was immediately piqued: "How do you know? Don't tell me, you and some female fox demon once...?" She was just making wild guesses, but as soon as the words left her mouth, even she herself was taken aback.
She cared about the answer to the question.
As a result, Changtian was obviously displeased: "Don't make wild guesses."
Why was he unhappy? And he did not directly answer yes or no. Could it be, she had hit upon something from his past?
The smile on Ning Xiaoxian's lips gradually faded, becoming contemplative.
Tu Jin had been standing by like a stone sculpture all morning. The fox on the couch couldn't move, posing no threat to Ning Xiaoxian, so he was happy to relax, and it seemed there was some displeasure between her and Lord Changtian. But as usual, it was none of his business.
He shrugged his shoulders and took his leave.
