C119 Wet Grass

Chen Mu couldn't help but kiss her on the cheek a few times.

"Scram …" Liu Cui pushed him hard.

He leaned on the wall and stood up.

She did not turn her head, but only turned her back to him and spoke with incomparable coldness.

"Chen Mu, you, what's the difference between you and Yan San?"

"Yes, Aunt, I like you."

"I'm someone with a family. I've said before that I'll give it to you once