C158 His Trust

Pei Yichen looked at this drowsy little woman, and his cold eyes became more complicated.

He did not expect to see summer again.

"You, who are you? Summer is my wife. "

The middle-aged man was obviously not confident when he met Pei Yichen's eyes.

"Save, save me …"

At this moment in the summer, she had no idea who was hugging her, but she felt that this smell, this sense of déjà vu