Ji Xiaoyuan saw her disbelief, he raised an eyebrow and carrying the light pink immortal dress, went inside the house, "Ruanruan, are you awake?"
Seeing Ji Xiaoyuan actually calling out that woman's name, Cuihua's eyes widened, trying to catch a glimpse of the woman's face.
Su Zhiruan heard everything from the inner room.
The soundproofing here was poor; she could hear everything from the courtyard, and at this moment, Ji Xiaoyuan was calling her Ruanruan, presumably to let others see, to use her as a shield.
"I am awake..." Su Zhiruan murmured under her breath, and cooperated with him to speak, "Husband... who has come?"
Ji Xiaoyuan was startled.
The girl's voice was soft, her morning tone low and mellow, with a hint of nasal sound and bewilderment, he knew she was just playing along, but as the word "Husband" left her lips, he suddenly felt a tightness in his throat.
Naturally enchanting, effortlessly bewitching.
