Jiang yuzhi's actions were very gentle, and it was easy to feel the gentleness in them.
It was because he had helped her put on a mask.
Inevitably, the distance between the two of them was very close. Fu Shang could almost count the number of eyelashes on the man's face. Just as she was staring at him, Jiang yuzhi suddenly looked up and smiled at Fu Shang.
Her heart skipped a beat.
Jiang yuzhi reached out and flicked the girl's forehead. What are you looking at, little girl? Don't look at me with those lecherous eyes. Uncle doesn't like to eat young grass."
Fu Shang," Go to hell."
What perverted eyes?
This person was wearing a black mask, revealing only his delicate eyebrows and eyes. He was completely a young and beautiful little brother, and he attracted 200% of the People's heads on the street.
However, this person always emphasized that he was not young anymore and even called himself an uncle ...
Fu min was a little tired.