C1869 The More He Spoke the More Sour He Felt.

Sitting in the car, Yuh Qingqian pursed her lips and smiled lightly.

"Why did you scold me?"

When Long Yu, who was wearing his seatbelt, heard Yuh Qingqian's question, his hands paused slightly.

"Beating him is a light punishment. If he dares to harass you again, I will directly attack him!"

He got angry when he heard the boy's clear look