Zeng Duoduo said, Wen Rong, you were really hit by a big pie falling from the sky.
Yao Feifei also smiled evilly, unable to tell that Rongrong was a master of hiding things.
Wen Rong shrank her neck, pushed up her big black-rimmed glasses and muttered softly. Actually, I don't know why it happened like this.
Who said that the sunny sportsman of the healing type cannot be evil, and who said that the gentle family man of the virgin type must be clear-minded - there are scheming fools and smart fools, the thirty-six strategies of love, and the kidnapping by the hand.