"You."
Jiang Shouzhong answered without hesitation.
Jiang Yi slightly closed her eyes, her long curled lashes casting a fan-shaped shadow under the moonlight. Her voice was tender: "Really?"
"Truer than gold."
Jiang Shouzhong once again replied without hesitation.
The beautiful woman's lips curled up, her lifted arc showing a trace of satisfaction and laziness, she softly said: "You said before, my temper stinks, just how bad is it?"
Jiang Shouzhong's eyelids twitched, he immediately replied: "You're very fragrant."
"I want to hear the truth."
"Madam, you're really fragrant."
Jiang Yi lifted her small head, her beautiful eyes staring directly at Jiang Shouzhong: "I really want to hear the truth, how bad my temper is, how many flaws I have, I want to hear your true thoughts."
Under the moonlight, the woman's porcelain-like delicate skin seemed to glow with a faint halo.
Jiang Shouzhong said seriously:
