Ways to Comfort a Woman

"Dear, in your heart, am I really prettier than Ruyan Liu?"

Xue Lin’s gorgeous face was shy. Her lashes fluttered charmingly.

"Honey, I’ve already said it. You are the most beautiful in my heart. Ruyan Liu cannot compare to you."

Qingfeng smiled faintly and said.

He had learned his lesson now. In front of his honey, he could only say that his honey was the most beautiful.

Qingfeng had plenty of practice sweet-talking woman. After a few words, Xue Lin’s heart was already sweet as honey.

"Dear, I forgive you. You don’t need to kneel on the washing board anymore."

Xue Lin’s heart was sweet as honey after Qingfeng say that she was the most beautiful. She decided to forgive his previous words.

No matter how smart a woman was, they would still be hoodwinked by flattery.

"Thank you, honey."

"Husband, I asked you recommend someone for the Finance and Security Department. Have you chosen anyone?"