in the suite, xue 'er smashed the things in the bedroom to pieces.
when a person was drunk and woke up, they would find that they could not look at their body anymore. there were red kiss marks everywhere.
when you stand in front of the mirror in a daze, and the culprit still dares to stand behind you and repeat what happened last night shamelessly, it's hard not to be angry.
No matter how much he struggled, it was useless. He had done it shamelessly and in many unspeakable ways.
Xue 'er remembered that he wasn't like this in the past. Perhaps it was because he was young and inexperienced, so he had always been rather traditional. Now, Yingluo was simply hard to explain in a few words.
xue 'er was so angry that she smashed the things in the suite. her face was so red that it looked like it could bleed.
Ye Muyun tried his best to hide, but he couldn't avoid Wanwan.
he looked at her, his gaze a little faint. " xue 'er, can you be more rational? "
