"Xiaoyang, you are here." Wu Li-li saw Xiao Yang, some twisted to stand up, two white and tender hands somewhat nervously clasped together, the smile on her face somewhat unnatural.

Xiao Yang's scalp felt numb at once. He had seen a bad sign on Wu Lili's face.

To tell you the truth, Wu Lili is also very beautiful and has a good figure, but Xiaoyang doesn't want to mess around. The group of beautiful women in Jiangcheng have already made themselves a little stretched. Now with a Wu Lili, he can't cope with it.

So Xiao Yang made up his mind that if Wu Lili had any definite statement to...