Dear Princess, Run Slowly

What a pity Su Qingyue felt a headache coming on. Fine, let's just treat it as catching up to the trend. He had abused his father, fought with the white lotus, and disguised himself as a man to hook up with a little girl. His life had been very carefree and unfettered … Who the hell can tell me that you, the arrogant, cold and heartless Demon Lord who doesn't even bat an eyelid? Acting like a spoiled child was even more convenient than her?! "F * ck off." "My wife, you're being mean to me again." “……”