"You are really sensitive. Not bad. It tastes good, but it's just a little dirty." This voice struck Xiang Guoer's heart like a demon. Tears fell like a fountain. "Get out!" Mu Aoran roared, and Xiang Guoer was thrown out of the car.
Xiang Guoer never expected that this demonic man would enter his life, change everything about her, and stay together for the rest of her life.
Mu Aoran also didn't expect that he, who regarded women as tools, would be captured by such a woman, slowly fall in love with her, and stay with her for the rest of his life.