The group of men chatted in Shen chengjing's room for half an hour before they came down.
Liu yuehui sat on the sofa, but no one paid her any attention!
Zhou Yuncheng walked forward and saw the three of them actually playing on the swing, chatting happily, as if nothing had happened. Zhou Yuncheng was already prepared to be beaten.
He walked up to Jiang Yuanyuan and stood in front of her with his chest puffed out.
"Honey, I didn't do it anyway! However, if you're not happy, you can punch me. " As he spoke, he closed his eyes, preparing to take a breath and slowly recuperate.
Hearing that, Jiang Yuanyuan strode forward with her long legs, hooked his head with her arm, and leaned over to kiss him.
"Hiss." Zhou Yuncheng found that it was not his chest that hurt, but his lips were blocked?
His eyes lit up as he was kissed by her. He reached out to hug her, but she took a few steps back and sat back in her original position as if nothing had happened.
