C183 Why should i give away my dress

Yue Jinnan held in his anger and dragged Song Huai Shuang out of the door.

Compared to the hustle and bustle in the hall, the tranquil atmosphere outside was like a paradise, with the exception of a certain someone's stinky face!

Yue Jinnan suddenly let go, and the back of his snow-white hand was covered in bruises as expected. Song Huai Shuang thought that her brain must have gotten water