Wang Ye didn’t get angry this time, didn’t keep Shang Tang Lotus, and didn’t bother to wash up. He sat on the sofa where Shang Tang Lotus had been lying all night. He really needed to be quiet and think about it.
Meng Shiru didn’t sleep all night and didn’t feel sleepy at all. There was a thin layer left at the corner of the curtain, and the bottom was a pile of trifles. Meng Shiru actually found out that he really didn’t know when he was attracted by this bad woman. I don’t know what the…