C515 That Year the Truth about Suicide

After pausing for a moment, Jian Qingyang frowned.

Holding her breath, just as Li Nuo's heart was about to reach her throat, Jian Qingyang knocked on her forehead:

"What do you have in mind every day? Fiction television, you've watched too much! "

"Aiyo, Bro, be more gentle next time. It's going to hurt a lot!"

Rubbing his forehead, Li Nuo pouted. She did not know why