C1538 Cry

"Stop with that. Yu Bingyi, this isn't the first time you've said something like that to trick me into being soft-hearted." Ye Qingru's tone was cold, and her eyes were filled with killing intent.

Yu Bingyi smiled faintly and lightly pecked her pink and moist lips, "So, you have been soft-hearted in the past?"

"That was because the pig oil covered my heart