C325 Ninth Prince Xiao Fengcheng

When Xiao Shuang left, perhaps Wang Xiao would never be able to forget that kiss of farewell. There was a faint sense of nostalgia, but that was not the case. Anyway, Wang Xiao was walking on the street and thinking this at the moment, especially with the faint fragrance on his lips, it was pretty sweet.

Looking at those elegant names on the royal list, Wang Xiao could not help but find it funny