le, Tang Yucheng walked down the stairs with his usual expression and stood beside her. 。"YuCheng, how did you start smoking" An XiaoTu was very sensitive to the smell of smoke. She could smell the fa...ce was low and tender, with a hint of pleading, "Harley, I want to hear you call me husband. Every time I hear other ladies calling their husbands 'husband' outside, I get envious and fantasize about...