Ling Jichen looked at it with a sneer. This face is as pure as before, but it's not right. No matter how good it looks, it's uncomfortable.

as expected, Nuo could not help but endure a sneer. Since she entered the door, she never wanted to give her way back. She knew that she didn't know what kind of person she met. She threw flowers at him and stepped on his feet, which made him lose face. Now, she has the cheek to beg him. No matter how much she was insulted, she is willing to bear it.

"I don't know if I deserve it, but I'm young, and I...