"Xiao Dingding, I want to kill you!" Jay occupies the whole big screen, laughing heartlessly.

Ding Yiyi sighed, "Jeez, I said you shouldn't let someone else send me roses anymore."

"Don't like roses? Is that cosmetics okay? Jay knocked his finger, and Li saw a man in a suit.

Ding Yiyi quickly stopped, "Jeez, what I said is don't give anything, I don't need anything!"

Jay quieted down and leaned back in a leather chair.'You can't, but I'm still going to give it away.

"If you have to, give me a text message every day." Ding Yiyi had to give in again.

Her words made Jay happy again, and her...