"Uh, heh, thank you for the flowers, Young Master Qiao. They’re beautiful." An Ruoxue reached out to take the vibrant roses Qiao Zimo handed her, her cheeks flushing slightly as she offered a polite word of thanks.
"Little sister-in-law, let me tell you a secret: Young Master Rong has a face like an ice sculpture. His skin is frozen solid, so feel free to bite down as hard as you can—you won’t hurt him at all." Qiao Zimo lowered his voice, whispering the provocative suggestion right into An Ruoxue’s ear.
"Uh, heh, heh." An Ruoxue laughed, feeling somewhat awkward. "Young Master Qiao, you really know how to joke. You’re very humorous."
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