How could you like me, a thirty-year-old woman?"

In Gu Jia's opinion, Xu Huanshan has committed an old problem again.

Just say hello, why do you look at your own eyes?

It's obviously normal.

"Really, I'll tell you, I'm sure I think about people."

Xu Huanshan said seriously:

"And some men are good at this."

Gu Jia: "..."

The more you talk, the more outrageous it becomes.

Gu Jia doubted that Xu Huanshan had read too many small essays online recently?

What's the mess in your mind?

She was speechless...

"Okay, okay, I promise you that unless necessary, I won't talk to him in the future, right?"

Helplessly, Gu Jia had to agree perfunctorily.
Chapter completed!