Even though Nangong Jue had come so quickly for Mu Chuxue, Mu Tianqing's eyes revealed her yearning and anticipation for him. It seemed that as long as he regretted it and was willing to return to her side, she could forget about it at any time.
"What should I call you? Rose? Or Qingqing?" Nangong Jue looked deeply at Mu Chuxue, who was calm and composed. Wasn't this woman supposed to be a little weak at this moment when she needed him?
Nangong Jue's woman did not need to be too strong. When she was afraid, she did not need to be so calm in front of him, because he would definitely not let anything happen to her.
"You know?" There was a flash of panic in Mu Tianqing's eyes, but she pretended to be calm. "When did you find out?"
"If I said that I knew when I was in England, would you be
