"I never doubt your ability."

Gong Yan replied in a faint voice. While talking, his smiling eyes fell on the face of the stuffy and angry woman.

Pei Luoyi didn't say a word. She was so angry that she couldn't move around by a man. She could only stare at her steamy eyes.

But the more she was angry, the more a man's smile appeared in his eyes.

At the other end of the phone, when the woman heard the man's reply, her charming laughter and full smile were about to overflow from the receiver, and her voice was even softer. "That... As a deeper and hotter kiss, it also fell down.

Gong Yan's big palm pinched the woman's slender waist, [please modify some chapters].

Yila——

Pei Luoyi felt his movement and wanted to stop it, but his lips were blocked.

A few times, she also [please modify some chapters].

The more intuitive sensory experience made her whole person burn up. Her white skin was stained with light red, like a cooked shrimp, hunched down and curled up.

"Wait... Wait," she whispered tremblingly, biting her finger. "You haven't made it clear what the origin of that woman is."

Gong Yan raised his head from her Softness, and his hoarse voice was attached to her ear. "Baby, I have a lot of time to explain this to you, but it can't be now, huh?"

Everyone often says that a little farewell is better than a new marriage. Pei Luoyi thinks Mr. Gong has really played to the extreme at this point.