C115 Soft knife

The three women were playing, not to mention the four women in the ward now. It was like a world war, Yan Qingqing didn't care about the gazes of the crowd as she 'gently' hung the necklace on my neck, then intimately said, "Dearest, did I pick a good present?"

In my heart, I knew what Yan Qingqing wanted to do, and it was nothing more than purposely angering Lin Menger