Shen Xiaoxiao felt extremely sick of all the dishes on the table that were made from pork trotters.
Wasn't it just a saying? Was there a need for that?
"Why? Is it not enough?"
Yan Kuan raised his eyebrows and looked meaningfully at the woman who had a look of defeat on her face. Little fellow, you came to the company in the morning to tease me. Was he, Yan Kuan, so easy to tease?
"I don't like to eat such greasy food. You know that clearly."
She looked at this stingy man with some dissatisfaction. Wasn't he just teasing her a little too much for the elevator just now?
Did he have to take revenge so quickly?
