The wife of a promin

"What did you do to my bed" he exclaimed, a spray of water droplets scattering from his freshly washed hair.,The boy tugged his hair, "That probably won't work, I estimate that I'll be going back to China during Qingming. I probably won't have time to light incense for you.","Xiao Liangliang, you smile and there's trouble brewing. I'm afraid this coffee is beyond my humble capacity to enjoy." Gu Xino glanced at the coffee pushed towards him, a mischievous grin playing on his lips.。