"You can't say that. How shameless am I?" Ye Cheng looked up innocently at Qiao Rubing in front of him, and pulled over the chair beside the table at random. He sat down on the chair and turned his head to look at the lovely girl who was holding back his anger. It was very relaxed and comfortable. Somehow, every time he saw Qiao Rubing jumping and taking his helpless look, he was very happy. Maybe that was the same. It's impossible for me to take this woman for myself. On the other hand, I can find the reason why I feel accomplished. So Ye Cheng put a pair of...