C80 80 slag male attributes

Hearing Wan Meiyan's words, Zhou Yanyan couldn't help but to turn towards her. Seeing Wan Meiyan nod at her, she couldn't help but pout her lips at him, giving him a threatening look.

"Yanyan, you should know where my favorite place is to eat cake, right?" Wan Meiyan asked with a smile.

"I know, I don't want butter." Zhou Yanyan left unwillingly