"Your car is not good either. I'm sorry, I'm not going to go either." Ye Cheng learned Mei Er's half-baked Mandarin to speak. Although he refused, Mei Er laughed loudly. Ye Cheng thinks that it seems natural for men to listen to women, but they can't let themselves go in the face of enchantment. Otherwise, how can they tame this fierce horse in the future?

"What about that?" Mei Er stood up and held her hands in front of her chest. Meizer did not know that she inadvertently let the two groups of fat white pigeons in front of her chest shake, which is enough to let every man's heart...