"Feng Chenchen, before you speak, give me a clear idea of what to say and what not to say."

Cold Tianyang was obviously angry. If Feng Chenchen had been afraid in the past, she would have encouraged herself to think about her purpose today.

Leng's future hostess, who has been planning for a long time, how can she let a Cinderella suddenly appear and disrupt her plans?

"I just said what I wanted to say. Why, does this woman do better in bed than I do? Or does she pose more than I do?

Feng Chenchen was open-minded, and his words were hard to hear. He dared not look at...