C96 I Am Your Little Wife

She's not in the mood for stories.

"Three pigs or a gray-haired girl?" Zhao Chumian lightly laughed, "I have long passed the age of listening to stories."

She was even less interested in his stories.

She pushed him hard, opened the door, and rushed out.

The door to the opposite room opened as well.

She ran fast and couldn't stop because of inertia.

She crashed straight into a hard chest