Juliana Lewis looked down at Benson Leach. "What didn't happen, why should I say, so I asked you, who is it, which woman?"
Benson Leach: "There is really no woman. I don't mess with anyone but you."
"So you are provoking men?"
Benson Leach: …
Benson Leach choked and then held Juliana Lewis in his arms. "Little wives are so cute when they are jealous."
Juliana Lewis's temper suddenly disappeared, but she still bulged her cheeks and snorted angrily.
"Good wine, I won't provoke anyone but you."
Benson Leach coaxed the landing wine in a good voice.
Juliana Lewis snorted: "Who knows, after all, I am old now and can't have a baby..."
Benson Leach directly kissed Juliana Lewis's lips, and kissed her hard. She almost couldn't breathe when she kissed her. This was soft and leaned against Benson Leach's arms, lifting her eyes and staring at him.
"Don't talk about it in the future." Benson Leach looked at the landing wine, and his sharp eyes were a little fierce.