On the night when I lost my love, the richest man's daughter led someone to block me in an alley (slut's eyes). She swooped me against the wall and tightened her arms while looking at me infatuatedly. The heroine; ahhhhhhhhh, Ang is so sweet. What kind of situation do I have to rely on? This is, classmate, did you admit the wrong person? The heroine; ahhhhhhhh (blushing). She screamed, and the strength of her hand became tighter.
Super nice looking machine
The plot is okay but not finished yet