Rong Yan held her forehead with a pained and powerless expression. She groaned and said, " "Aiya, my body is still weak. The night before yesterday, I was brave and helpful. I haven't recovered yet. My life is so bitter."
As she spoke, Rong Yan buried her head in Liancheng Yazhi's arms. However, in a place where he could not see, in the darkness, her expression gradually turned cold!
Her jokingly sounding him out was really taken as a joke by Liancheng Yazhi.
The corners of Rong Yan's mouth curled up into a sneer. Yes, the word " like " was too sacred for the two of them. How dirty were they in the beginning? even if their relationship seemed to have eased up now, and they seemed to have a trace of a lover's feeling when they got along, no one could change their beginning.
As long as she and Liancheng Yazhi maintained this kind of mistress and mistress relationship, there would never be love between them, and there would never be a real beginning and progress.
