"Yingluo, what are you saying? Are you jealous?"
Ruan Mengmeng raised her pretty little face. Her face, which was even redder than before because of her pregnancy, showed deep confusion.
"Li junyu, it's just the two of us now, Yingluo. Yingluo, do you still want to play with me? What's the point of being jealous of yourself? can you be more serious?"
Ruan Mengmeng really could not see through the man in front of her.
He had pretended to be khiton without telling her. It was fine that he didn't admit it after she saw through him, but now he was doing this to her.
She was the actress, and he was a businessman. Did he have to be so dramatic?
"Master, khiton doesn't understand what you're talking about. However, if Yingluo really misses her husband, khiton is willing to be his substitute." The man lowered his eyes, his deep eyes looking at the woman in his arms.
