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
