At the moment of separation, he looked hopefully into Mu Yuqing's eyes, "Do you remember? Do you still remember this kiss? We've kissed thousands of times, you said you loved my kisses."
"Slap!" The man had barely finished speaking when Mu Yuqing, irate, and didn't spare any mercy, slapped him hard across his face.
"I warn you! Don't dare to harass me again! Annoy me again, and I'll cut your balls off! I mean it! You freaking psycho!!" Mu Yuqing was disgustedly wiping her lips while hurriedly dragging her luggage away.
She went from being initially glad about bumping into a handsome guy to regretting the fact that she had bumped into this psycho.
At the same time, her impression of Italy became the worst.
She was really regretting her decision to let Xu Siyu come to Italy. Out of all the countries in the world, why did she have to choose Italy?
