C924 Are We Going to Do It?
Wen Lingye's heart felt like it was being scratched by a cat.
He raised his hand and held her palm, his smiling eyes. They fell into her light brown pupils in an instant. "Of course not. No matter what you look like. I like you! I like you, I like everything about you. Similarly... Your bad, your evil, I also like it!"
Zhen Xiaopan, who was standing not far away