Looking at Xiangliu's earnest and serious expression, Xiaoyao felt a wave of nervousness. She unconsciously bit her lip, her heart pounding frantically against her ribs.
"Your heart is beating so fast. Are you afraid of me? Xiaoyao, we have been husband and wife for so many years. I believe that whatever you do, you must have your reasons. Today, I just want to ask you: why did you accept this?"
As the words fell, the bracelet on Xiaoyao's wrist transformed back into the shape of a Ruomu Flower, resting before him.
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