Mr. Sheng, Sweet Wife Is Online

When we first met, Yuying was fourteen years old. It was a gloomy day with continuous rain. She squatted awkwardly under the eaves, holding the corner of his clothes with her little hands, "Uncle, can you take me in for one night? My house has a power outage." We met again when Yuying was nineteen years old. That night the lights were bright and the crowd was noisy. Her eyes were blurred as she hung on his neck, "This little brother is pretty good-looking!" … The man's eyes narrowed slightly, his eyes dangerous, "As a good girl, you should be responsible." Shi Yuying rubbed her waist, feeling uneasy. "I, I'm not a good girl..." **** Black-bellied big wolfdog VS super ferocious little wild cat This is a tug-of-war with no suspense about winning or losing... I want you and the distance.