On the night when Shen Changzhou was flirting with Xu Ming behind my back, I was not idle either. I asked Qin Baiting, the eldest son of Jiangcheng Tan, to wash my feet.
When my foot stepped on the man's face, even though I was trembling a little, I could feel this unusually comfortable feeling that Shen Changzhou had never given me.
Later, Shen Changzhou cried and begged me to go home with him. I just touched his face and said with a smile, you are dirty. I, Meng Wanyin, do not want a dirty man.
Being invaded by the system, all I got in the end was a cold 100 million
and a man's sincerity.
I took a long puff of cigarette and looked at the system, "Can I have a holiday this time?"
Intention: Love yourself well
