You're my 'can't touch' 2

cough cough! Ji Yiming coughed lightly. I'll poison you to death!

Long Yan jumped onto the table and sat there. He mocked, " "Let me guess, it won't be that he got angry and beat her with money.

When he's angry, he emptied his shopping cart, and when the new phone came out, he couldn't wait to buy it for her. He must have been thick-skinned enough to kneel and lick her hands, right?"

"How did you know?" Ji Yiming looked at him warily.

"I guessed it?"

"How is that possible?" Ji Yiming refused to admit it,'do you think I'm that kind of cheap man? I'm telling you, I was the most handsome guy in my college. Which Junior Sister didn't take the initiative to crawl into my arms? do I need to kneel and lick my feet?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a cold smile came from outside the door. "How many junior sisters are in your arms?"