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Fu Yisheng curled his lips: "Aren't I just trying to adjust the atmosphere?

"Sometimes, I really can't understand why I would like such a big ice cube like you. Even talking to a friend I've known for ten or twenty years is so cold."

Qin Chuanting leaned back, with a lazy look that carried self-confidence: "She's my wife, of course she'll like anything I do."

Fu Yisheng was very unhappy