"No, it's mine!" Chen Jiu's face is flat, but also very bold.

"But there's me on it, you have to hand it in!" Beautiful, purple is a little unhappy.

"You have to hand it in? What's your logic? According to this truth, you're hugging me. Hug, you're my man? Chen Jiuhu is a troublemaker.

"You have to talk nonsense, do you hand it in or not?" Yan Zi blushed angrily and threatened to bite her teeth.

"Do not hand in or do not hand in, if you have the ability, you bite me?" Chen Jiu's chest is very straight and he looks like a rascal. It's really impossible for people...