Feeling the delicate touch in his hands, Lu Jing couldn't help but sigh, "I am as good as frost as snow, and my skin is as thick as gel. The ancients sincerely did not deceive me."
Sure enough, women are made of water.
"It's elastic deformation"
"You return it!"
Score twice, there's no end to it, right?
Xu Muchen glared at him shyly, "Don't pinch my face again."
"Okay okay"
... You just say it but don't do it, so you should take your hand back!
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
