Obviously, this kind of praise is very useful. Lu Xiaoxiao listened with pleasure and reached out to touch the ink on his face. All over the world, she is the only one who can touch the ink face casually.

"Then I asked you about this crooked neck tree." Lu Xiaoxiao smiled and looked at Chu Mo's face again. "What's your brother-in-law? Why can't you come to me because you can't relieve yourself?"

Zhu's dark eyes were deep and he looked directly into Lu Xiaoxiao's heart. "There's nothing to be relieved of. I just looked at the tree, so I'd like to be with her all the time."

Lu Xiaoxiao was...