Zeng Zihang's step was sluggish. After a pause of three seconds, he politely squeezed Amy's hand away with his fingers and said, "you don't need to understand this problem!"

"of course, I want to know, don't know, how can I enjoy my sexual life in the future!" Amy's face is not red and her heart is not dancing. She throws a charming eye at Zeng Zihang. "Honey, have you been rolling? It's not going to work, it's going to hurt! "

Zeng Zihang's good temper is almost worn out by Amy. She has such a strong voice. The girl he likes can't be her type at all!

Zeng Zihang no...