"Beauty Yang Chenrou, are you satisfied with my performance just now?" Yang Yuchen said flatteringly.

The morning was sweet and tired in my arms. I looked at him like a clown and said, "Thank you for your help, but I am not in the mood to watch your performance. Your tricks are still used to pursue other girls. They don't work for me."

Yang Yuchen still looks the same, looking at Chen Chen and smiling and saying, "Yang Chenrou, beautiful woman, if you don't want to talk so cruel, don't you feel that I have something in common with you? If I tell you, do you believe that I am...