Chapter 612 Let's divorce

"No."

"Would you like to tell me what you said in private?"

"No."

Look at him or that answer, cold-hearted love to pretend to be fierce and rushed over: "Say, or I -"

black eyes stared at her playful appearance, deepening the laughter: "How are you?"

"I tickle you!"

As a result, instead of being itchy, the man pulled her and rubbed her hand under her creaking nest.

Love cried out, but her hands were locked and she could not run away.

Tears rushed out and she shouted, "Please, I'm wrong, don't scratch, I'm itchy!"

The room heard a faint voice coming from the balcony, smiling...