“What to do, someone will be beaten in the face again.”
Meng Ying turned her head and met a pair of beautiful cat eyes. The woman met her gaze and blinked at her.
“What is Miss Luo talking about? Why can’t I understand.”
“Don’t understand?” Cassidy looked at Meng Yingqiang’s self-tolerant face, and wondered how comfortable it was. Her eyes curled up and looked pleasing: “Forget it!”
Meng Ying’s breathing was tight at the moment: “I have something else, please tell Miss Luo to Ziming’s parents and leave first.”
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