Just now, the cloud paper and Joseph were sitting not far away. Si Yi had been listening and did not feel that it was inappropriate.
In the end, when he saw Joseph actually smiling shyly at the cloud paper, Si Yi got angry. He directly took the cloud paper’s small hand and walked out.
This man named Joseph actually dared to show such a smile to his small paper?
But before Si Yi could pull the little hand of the cloud paper out of the room.
On this side, Joseph had a sense of justice. Seeing si yi pull the little hand of the cloud paper out, he stopped him:
“Hey! Brother! If you hold her hand like this, you’ll break her delicate little hand!”
Originally, Si Yi was not so angry. After hearing Joseph’s words, his sharp eyes were like a sharp sword that could kill, reflecting on Joseph.
