The Favorite of the Fast-Traveling Boss

Dong Li narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the trembling figure in the room with confusion: Why is the little thing so angry? She picked up a plum and put it into her mouth. The plum was sour and sweet, very delicious. I really couldn't remember what I had done to make the little thing unhappy, so I forgot about it. "Dongli!" The man with swollen lips finally couldn't help but rush out, "You have to give me a solution today... Ugh!" Dongli stuffed a plum into his mouth, blocking his unfinished words. The man stared at her with shame and anger, this frivolous woman! We had only known each other for a few days, met him a few times, and yet... I treated him like this! Dong Li smiled as he understood him. He had only known him for more than a dozen lifetimes, not more than a thousand years. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.