C117 Big Pig Little Pig

There was no tenderness in those cold words.

Even if the woman was unwilling, she could only obediently withdraw.

Bai Wuxie tidied his clothes slightly, got up, and walked to the wine cabinet. He casually opened a bottle of wine, poured two glasses, and brought them over. He sat opposite of Jee Junyang.

"I said you didn't stay in your gentle village early in the morning