"Yanjie, how can you grasp Chen Jiu's vane and not feel his wind direction?" Qian Yuer's words instantly made Zhao Yan feel embarrassed to death. She hated herself for being cheap, and even more for Qian Yuer's cheap mouth!

"How can I feel scratched when Yanjie is treated like this by him? It's more delicious?" Fang Rou's words also make Zhao Yannan extremely embarrassed.

"Maybe it's not a fox. Scratching, but a man scratching!" Mengmeng's naive words eventually collapsed Zhao Yan.

"What do you see? Don't hurry up, you stinky rascal!" Zhao Yan was very angry. It was a sob of grievance that pushed Chen Jiu away from him.

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