C1797 Ceo miss qiao insists on meeting you

In the end, Feng Mingzhu did not keep wearing a straight face.

"You make it sound like I'm having a bad time. Am I a witch?" Feng Mingzhu asked snappily.

"Look, look. It's that expression again. You can be a bit more fierce." Chu Chen pressed his forehead, he really could not hold too much hope for Feng Mingzhu.

"F * ck, don't force me to swear