"I don't want to hear that from you anymore!"

Wen Tao's voice was unspeakably severe, and the pain just now seemed to be a flash in the pan, but it passed away in a twinkling of an eye.

There was a sneer in his gentle heart, and he wanted to interfere in his life after all.

"Dad, I'm not a three-year-old, and there's no need to listen to you. Long Kaizhe is my husband, although he is now dead, but he is still my gentle husband, this matter can not be changed by anyone!! uuuuuuuuuuuu

"click" a gentle slap on the face.

gentle and somewhat confused.

Since childhood, Wentao has...