Damn it! Who can tell her what kind of abuse she has caused? What debt does An Ruo owe? Put this on the stall. ． ． Mensao, oh no, it's Mingsao's colonel. ． ． Woo hoo, she, didn't she accidentally spill milk tea all over him the first time they met; didn't she do it the second time? ． ． Didn't he accidentally enter his dressing room? The third time. ． ． Why don't you call him a vase for the third time? As for that! As for relying on me? Think about it, she was wise, innocent, and had three views all her life, but they were all ruined by that guy! Well, no, I have to run away quickly! A certain woman packed her luggage and ran to the door. She saw a handsome man who was bringing disaster to the country and the people, leaning against the door. He said with a smile on his face, "Ruoruo? What are you going to do?" "Ah, ah... Oh, what, I'll go out to relax." A certain woman said with a flattering smile. "Oh? Really?" A certain man slowly approached, "Do you need to bring so much luggage for a relaxing break?" A certain woman stepped back step by step until the man separated her between the wall and him. A certain woman felt indignant in her heart. You are a colonel. If you hate me, you have the final say. Otherwise, you think I am afraid of you, huh! After all, I'm still a coward. ． ． ． ． ．