"What the hell is the place Mother chose? So high-profile? Not in my style! "

The white honey abandoned his lips and picked two petals from the rose in his hand.

Qiujiayi: "..."

Your style is really not flattering! And don't you torture the poor petals any more?

Qiu Jiayi said nothing about the style of transferring resentment to the Rose Garden.

For more than ten years, her personality and temperament are clear and helpless.

Nevertheless, the mother who wishes to marry her daughter out early on the stall will not bear it if she changes it for herself.

"Good morning, two beautiful ladies. Welcome to Rose Garden." I don't...