Tessa looked ignorantly at the two men wearing boxing gloves.
Cen Juan passed by her, raised his eyelids and looked at her, his thin lips slightly hooked, and his voice was always low and sweet, “Don’t add fuel to my brother.”
Tessa thought about it seriously, and then he fisted, “Come on.”
“…” Cen Juan couldn’t help laughing, why is he so cute? He said in a soft and lazy voice, “I can’t hear you, I have to speak closer.”
He was a gentleman, and leaned his upper body to Tessa’s side.
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