Magical Cool Husband: Love Your Naughty Wife

Xiaoyu wiped the cold sweat off his forehead with his hand, and tugged at the hem of her clothes, blushing, "Whispering, be polite."

Ye Qingyu turned her head, stared at her, and said in a low voice, "Tch, we've all come to this kind of place, and you still talk to me about woolen ethics."