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Fu Hanwen suddenly bowed his head, sniffing at her neck and face.
Xiao Ruo angrily pushed him away: "What are you doing?!"
"I think I smell jealousy." He said teasingly, wrapping his arms around her waist.
Xiao Ruo's expression froze, becoming even more annoyed: "Are you proud to see me get jealous? Hmph, the talented lady renowned in the Capital City admires you and wants to marry you, the ideal son-in-law of Young Tutor Cheng, with so many people vying for you, don't tell me you have no thoughts about it!"
"Honey, you're underestimating yourself again." Her words were not pleasing, Fu Hanwen reminded: "The renowned talented lady from the Capital City was defeated by you long ago! And there's something I must solemnly tell you, in my eyes, that ideal son-in-law of Young Tutor Cheng can't even compare to a strand of my wife's hair!
From his tone, Xiao Ruo knew he was getting angry, but she was still upset. He always attracts trouble!
