C779 Stealing a Car

"Ann Keke, when you married me, you didn't ask about my identity. Do you regret it now?"

He tightly held Ann Keke and placed his chin on her shoulder. The hot breath he exhaled sprayed on her pink face.

His eyes were only a few centimeters away from her white and smooth face. His breath was filled with the faint fragrance of her body.

"I'm afraid..