"Sour or sour, you?" The temperature of Lin Xuemei's body has risen a little. "This time, thanks to you, if I was stained by that person, I would jump from the building without hesitation. If I met that bald fellow, I had to let him cut off his grandson and use this kind of thing on women."

At this moment, Lin Xuemei seemed to regain her status as "Mei Jie".

"I think this person should be more than just picking flowers." Li Wenlong always has an indescribable feeling that "I think he's accomplishing something."

Lin Xuemei gently rubbed and pinched some part of Li Wenlong. It's this that saved him...