Jun cool cold face with a little cold, Gong Chen night to her light head, motioned her not to meddle. Su Jing wanted to keep going in, but Gong chenye forced her to hold her wrist. She couldn't get rid of it.

"you let me go, I will not go." Su Jing bites her lips and compromises.

after a look at her aggrieved face, Gong Chen releases her hand and inserts it into her pants pocket. The leisurely posture made Su Jingya itch.

she was surrounded by the table where the wine tower was stacked, and Mu Qingyi ignored the scream of the woman with heavy makeup. However, she took...