Lin Chuan is too conceited.
If it is too strong and easy to break, it will attract the prying eyes of others.
Yan Xieshan, who was crushed to the ground, was lying on the ground in a state of embarrassment. He looked at the person sitting on the desk against the light - holding the desk with both hands, and the white headphone cord was wrapped around one side of his collar. He glanced at him with a look of disdain and condescension, wanton and flamboyant.
He pursed his lips and struggled to raise his head, his eyes as dark as dark clouds.
Later he caught the man.
Another way to torture his arrogance.
Yan Xieshan wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, put her lips next to his ear, and said quietly, "Don't you like it? I remember you love doing this to others the most."
Wet and greasy black hair sticks to Bai Porcelain's face, with a hint of red at the tip of her eyebrows.
A story about being admired and admired.
Heartthrob
Intention: Evil people will be punished by evil people