C1598 He Is Missing a Specimen

Xing Yuxue poked a finger into the man's chest, his face completely red as she said, "We didn't brush our teeth."

Jiang Yong laughed.

The male lead also laughed.

"It's fine, you don't stink." Jiang Yong held Xing Yuxue's face in his hands and blew away the heat from his wife's face. "I don't stink either. We're definitely compatible."

The corners of Xing Yumiao's mouth curved into a sneer