C212 haunted house

Rubbing her nose, An Ning seemed to understand why Jiang Jia was so angry.

"Are you jealous?"

An Ning gently shook her cold hands, her eyes shining with a cunning light.

Jiang Jia's cold heart was punctured, his body stiffened imperceptibly, and he denied everything.

"No!"

He would never admit that he had just eaten the vinegar of a doll. Wasn't that a bit too childish?

Hearing him deny it