Tong Wenya did not have the tendency to be abused, and she did not want to smash Che Yanxiu's big jealous jar.
She struggled with all her strength, but the more she struggled, the tighter Xiao Ye clenched his fists, as if he was afraid that the strength was not enough. His big hand moved to her back and pulled her into his embrace.
"Are you going to die? Why are you hugging me?"
"Your tone makes the man very uneasy." He leaned into her ear. The man's aura enveloped her, making her panic and afraid.
Damn it, he's here again. He's really a hooligan.
She lifted her foot and stepped on his foot. He didn't care at all, "Still not willing to leave?"
"Of course not."
You guess what Che Yanxiu will do when she sees me kiss you now? " He asked evilly.
Was there a need to say anything else? That perverted woman would definitely torture her even more.