Su Muyao heard this sentence and was directly choked.
"Cough cough..."
She gently reached out, helping Cui Liyi quickly adjust his clothing to cover his chest.
Of course, she didn't turn her head, didn't look, "Well, it's daytime now, this isn't quite appropriate."
Cui Liyi watched Su Muyao's actions, utterly amused.
He was already like this and yet she remained unmoved.
Has his charm faded?
Or is it because of her memory loss?
But it doesn't matter, he will definitely make her fall for him again.
"Wife, you used to like it this way, do you not like it now?"
"Besides, it's just you and me in this courtyard, no one else."
"It's often said that females are fickle, has the wife discarded Liyi now?"
His voice and tone were indistinguishable between male and female, like a perfume teasing the heart, making one itch with desire.
And carried a hint of grievance.
