"Who are you?" Momo's face suddenly turned cold, and his unconscious anger caught his eyes.

The person on the other end of the phone frowned, wondering who the person who had been left cold as a "disgusting woman" was, "Who are you?"

Momo frowned and looked out at the cars coming and going on the road. Something seemed to be blocked in his heart. "I'm his woman!" Without thinking, words spill over the lip, and don't be dismayed by your strong possessive desire.

Shoot your lower teeth, and don't look around. Fortunately, it's her, or you'll be left in the outer Pacific Ocean in a fucking disgrace......................................... Don't be angry,...