C1226 When to Hold the Wedding Feast

Su Weijun's face turned ugly as she tried to defend herself, "What kind of dewdrop is this? I'm wearing perfume, okay?!"

He crossed his arms over his chest and whispered, "He's a straight man, playing the lute to a cow no matter what."

Tang Xiao snorted coldly, and sized her up with interest: "You? Fragrance water? "Come on, I don't know you