Li Jiaren, relieved, immediately puffed up her cheeks, pretended to look at Ning Zhiyuan angrily, and said, "well, you are Ning Zhiyuan! You dare to dislike me. Look at me... "

she turned her dark eyes a few times and threw herself on him. Then, while he was in a trance, she rubbed and rubbed the hands that had been massaged on the soles of his feet on his white face.

looking at his frown, she smiled happily and said proudly, "let you dislike me! Let you dislike me! Dare you, ha ha ha... "

if you don't like it, you have to be disgusted.

Ning Zhiyuan really feels disgusting,...