Although it was about him, judging from the meaning of Noland's words, he felt that there was something wrong with his soul.
As for what the problem was, Noland was unwilling to tell her no matter how much she made innuendo.
After being rejected several times, Freya Yu also felt a little annoyed. She turned her head and continued to look at the flowers and plants in the room, muttering dissatisfiedly: "If you don't say it, don't say it!"
"Xiao Yu'er, I..." Noland just started to speak, but his voice suddenly stopped, and then he looked towards the door of the hall.
Soft and regular footsteps gradually approached, and within a moment, Ling appeared and walked in lightly, holding a tea set in his hand and a gentle smile on his face.
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