lt;Mr. Bao, Mrs. Bao

Yanji didn't struggle, looking at them with eyes full of coldness and mockery: "What Am I domineering Am I vicious Should I die And what about you Aren't you selfish For your own desired false harmony, pretending not to see the irreconcilable conflict between me and Yanyan",Yanji's fingers loosened on the dagger: "You talk a lot of **.",The topic was probably a little ambiguous, and suddenly there was a subtle tension in the air. Combined with the hazy lighting, it could easily spark some hormonal desires.。