C520 You Murdered Your Own Husband

"You bastard!"

Seeing Tang Wanting's flushed face, Ye Zhiqiu reached out to hold her face and kissed her on the lips. "How is it? Do you want to comfort me?"

"You don't have hands?" Tang Wanting glared at him.

"I have my own hands, but it is more comfortable to use yours. "

"Bullshit!" Tang Wanting could not help but burst out in anger.

"Pitiful, pitiful me