The proprietress of the duck shop × pretending to be a pure little killer
She looked at the handsome guy in the store and laughed subconsciously, the corners of her mouth unconsciously curved with satisfaction, and for the ninety-ninth time, she praised her smart move last year with both hands and feet.
Jiang Yanwai slumped comfortably on the bed. She was a little shocked when she saw the stunned Shen Fushan patting the empty seat next to her. Ha, it's good if I don't let you sell your butt. You still want me to sell it?
"Why do you always get hurt every time I see you, post-modern escape lover?"
Purpose: freedom first
