C57 I hate you i hate you

Feng Cheng held his arm horizontally towards Mu Qinghuan's shoulder, his large hand viciously wanting to pinch her face. "You're going out to have fun?"

Mu Qinghuan raised her head to look at Feng Cheng, wanting to say, Was she being forced to do well? Her tastes weren't that strong yet. It was impossible for his to have anything to do with this old man!

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