Feeling that his lips are not his own, pain numbness, must be swollen, Fu Zhiyue, this jealous man,

silently protested against his violence, eyes stared very big, until the eyes were wet, his anger finally disappeared half.

"Say, what happened and why did he kiss you? How did you kiss you?

Huh-huh, finally breathing fresh air, this punishment is too much, my lips, how to go out to meet people!

Cover your swollen lips and cry without tears.

"Shen Xingyue, don't let me ask again."

This is the next ultimatum. My heart trembled. Fu Zhiyue was sitting up. She was sitting on the sofa with one leg, and the depth...