"Li Wenlong..." Lin Xuemei was going mad. At present, she couldn't care about the image of a lady. She reached out and twisted Li Wenlong's ears.

"Lin Jie, Lin Jie, someone is watching it!" Li Wenlong looked around in a panic. You know, Lin Xuemei's turnaround rate is not covered. No matter men or women, they can't help looking at it when they pass by. In such a case, Li Wenlong's face is grabbed by his ears.

"What are you looking at? "There are more women cleaning men in the street," said Lin Xuemei, gritting her teeth and saying that a man in front of her was also twisted by...