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The night was hazy, and the water flowed. The shy crescent moon hid in the clouds.

The carriage stopped at Pear Blossom Lane.

The two of them alighted from the carriage one after another with very calm expressions.

The coachman glanced at the couple's messy hair and wrinkled clothes and silently drove the carriage away.

The two of them entered the courtyard.

Su Xiaoxiao looked at a certain someone's back as he walked past and stuck back her mustache resentfully.

Look at how he kissed her. Her mustache was coming off.

Who was the person who was afflicted by the Acacia Fragrance?

Su Xiaoxiao followed and glanced at someone. She raised her eyebrows and asked, "Is this your first time?"

"What?" Wei Ting did not react for a moment.

Su Xiaoxiao placed her hands behind her back and said seriously, "The technique needs to be improved!"