The wife of a promin

"Ye Jiulyang, are you planning to burn incense for me during Qingming Festival" What the hell, he was sleeping like a log. He clearly just fell asleep with his hands and feet all over the place.,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.。