C56 Help Me

Yang Jingjing's heart was like a little deer, almost jumping out.

In the wilderness, a man held a woman's hand. What was he doing?

Are you confessing to me? Yang Jingjing thought in her heart. If it was true, would he agree or not?

If it was another man, she would even be worried that he would force her to do something. But she thought that Zhang Xiaoloong would not do that. Besides..