Before she finished speaking, it was too late.
This action successfully provoked Wen Yi’s anger. She only slapped him in the face, but she held it back, and only pushed him down from her body, her eyes full of anger and cold. The chest is also undulating.
Mo Shichen was unprepared. Of course, he was not prepared to press on her under this situation. He looked at the woman whose face was flushed, and smiled in a low voice, “If you want to smoke, just smoke. ”
Of course he could easily see that she almost slapped it over just now.
“Snapped!”
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