"I'm so sorry, I don't know what that means."
Cypress put away the sharp gardening shears and answered in a flat voice.
The pair of dark-gold eyes were glued to Yu Felicity's slightly swollen lower lip, and he unconsciously twisted the fingertips that had just touched Yu Felicity's lips.
"But I'm curious, who told you these dirty words, ahem... these difficult and hard-to-understand words?"
The saint answered him with her nervously extended hands, but they just lightly touched his wrists before the blood on her fingertips suddenly retracted.
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