C47 A Passionate Beauty

Jiang Kaiping shrugged his shoulders.

"Zheng Yang, you've misunderstood me. In your eyes, am I, Jiang Kaiping, someone who has no bottom line?"

Cheng Zhengyang looked at him coldly.

"Hmph, Jiang Kaiping, then why did you say you wanted to carry my little sister to her room? A man and a woman alone, why are you carrying her to her room?"

"Hehe, otherwise, Comrade Cheng Zhengyang