Kiss

He had the label of "non-marriage" on him, so no one knew that she had been with him for three years. He was an iron tree that never blossomed, but he held on to her when she gave up and left sadly. "You've slept with me for three years and haven't settled the debt yet, so you want to leave?" Zuo Qing held the flowers sent by others with a cold face, "Brother Yin, we are all adults, we can afford to put them down. Your fiancée is watching, and my boyfriend is waiting. What do you mean?" "I beg you, don't leave!" Jiang Chiyin's eyes turned red.