But the Master Is Too Difficult to Seduce

One day after the marriage, Lu Xiaoxiao talked about the past of the student ID card. "Mr. Nan, what were you thinking when you picked up my lost student ID card?" Nan Qiao randomly picked up a book on the bookshelf, walked to the sofa and sat down. His voice was low and gentle as usual: "No idea." No idea! Lu Xiaoxiao stared at him closely, as if she didn't believe it even to death, "How could it be possible that I don't have any ideas? Xiaoxiao, with such a nice name, she must be a very cute girl." Over the years after marriage, someone's narcissism has become more and more sophisticated. Nan Qiao recalled the handwriting on her student ID card, with a smile in her eyes. She continued to flip through the economic magazine in her hand and said quietly, "Your words limit my imagination." Uh... The room was dead silent...