"Still." Chen Qiong gasped for an ambiguous breath, her lips were shiny red, her lipstick had been eaten, she reached out and slapped the human wall in front of her, "You don't answer my phone, and if you don't reply to my WeChat, you're a bastard!" ”

"It's my asshole." Guan Ji held the hand on his chest like a kitten scratching people with one hand, and coaxed it according to his heart, and the other hand didn't know what he took and put it on Chen Qiong's hand.

Chen Qiong frowned: "You don't want to cut off my finger, right?" ”

Is it too late to escape now?

"There's a lot of nonsense going on in my head." Guan Ji glanced at him with a smile, and then let go of his hand with satisfaction.

Chen Qiong raised her hand suspiciously and took a look, the dim light that spilled into this alley made the things in her hands faintly emanate

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