The room next door to the hotel at the moment.
"Yun Nuan, after Zhiyi and I get married. Let me ask you one last time, are you willing to leave with me?"
"Jiang Yu, I'm sorry, forget me. After today, you and Zhiyi will be fine."
Song Zhiyi stood at the door of the room, looking at the entangled fiancé and green tea inside through the crack in the door with a shocked face!
A pair of rough man's hands pressed on her shoulders. With a smile in his eyes, the man said lazily: "Your family has a lot of fun."
Song Zhiyi gritted his teeth, suppressed the beating of his heart, and said with a hint of provocation: "Do you dare to steal the wedding at the wedding in half a month?"
"Dare! Song Zhiyi, I can't sleep with you in vain."
